Tristia; Or, the Sorrows of Peter. Elegies to the King, Lords Grenville, Petty, Erskine, the Bishop of London, Messrs. Fox, Sheridan, &C. &C

Tristia; Or, the Sorrows of Peter. Elegies to the King, Lords Grenville, Petty, Erskine, the Bishop of London, Messrs. Fox, Sheridan, &C. &C

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1806 edition. Excerpt: ... ravag'd in his stormy rage, With thee I hop'd t'enjoy the cheerful fire; With thee converse, or read th' instructive page, Or mingle with thy sweeter voice the lyre. Now for the tuneful tenants of the grove, That sue for pity, strew with grain the ground; Poor beggars, the sweet objects of thy love, That flocking chirp their gratitude around. With thee I wish'd to raise the tender flow'r, And in thy presence dig the grateful soil; With thee the nursing rill, Narcissa, pour, And deck at last thy bosom with my toil. And when, at midnight, through the vast of shade, The tempest whelm'd the world with wild alarms; Then to my bosom press a timid Maid, And lose its thunder in Narcissa's arms. Such were my wishes! yet thou still art fair; And I, tho' lost some blushes of my cheek, By Time's rude hand, would Fohtune grant my pray'r, With Love's sweet whispers, would thy cottage seek. But grant that beauty were no longer thine--Narcissa's converse would the hours beguile--Ev'n in old age would happiness be mine; Time leaves a treasure if he leaves thy smile. ELEGY ELEGY TO THE BISHOP OF LOKDOX. The Poet fupplicates his Brother Poet, the good Bifhop of London, and one of the great guardians of the Britifli Mufeum, to diflodge the Parsons that are got into that dwelling, thinking it more in character for a pious Divine to attend rather to the fouls of his parifhioners, than to ioufy birds, qua. drupeds, and mufty manufcripts; and fupplicates for himfelf the Poft of a Curator. O Porteus! hear a Poet's humble pray'r; For Porteus, thou hast been a poet too Of Yore--like me of golden trappings bare-Like me, with scarce a stocking or a shoe. No No friends have I, alas! on Fortune's wheel; No patron kind to help me at a pinch: But happier thou! when wanting a...show more

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  • Paperback | 24 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 1mm | 64g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236628055
  • 9781236628053