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The Annual miscellany, for the year 1694 being the fourth part of Miscellany poems : containing great variety of new translations and original copies / by the most eminent hands.
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Dryden, John, 1631-1700.
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inserted a Catalogue of what Poems are contained in the three former Miscellanies A Table to the first part of Miscellany Poems MAc Flecno Absolom and Achitophel The Medal By Mr. Dryden Several of Ovid's Elegies Book the First Elegy the first By Mr. Cooper The second Elegy By Mr. Creech The fourth Elegy By Sir Car. Scrope The fifth By Mr. Duke The eighth Elegy By Sir Ch. Sidley Out of the Second Book Elegy the first By Mr. Adams Elegy the fifth By Sir Ch. Sidley Elegy the sixth By Mr. Creech Elegy the seventh By Mr. Creech Elegy the eighth By Mr. Creech The same by another Hand Elegy the ninth By the late Earl of Rochester Ellegy the twelfth by Mr. Creech Elegy the fifteenth by Mr. Adams Elegy the nineteenth By Mr. Dryden Out of the Third Book Elegy the fourth By Sir Ch. Sidley Elegy the fifth Elegy the sixth By Mr. Rimer Elegy the ninth By Mr. Stepny Elegy the thirteenth By Mr. Tate The same by another Hand Part of Virgil's fourth Georgic Englished by the E. of M. The parting of Sireno and Diana By Sir Car. Scrope Lucretia out of Ovid de Fastis On Mr. Dryden's Religio Laici By the Earl of Roscomon Upon Mr. Dryden's Religio Laici Odes of Horace The twenty second Ode of the first Book by the Earl of Roscomon The sixth Ode of the third Book By the Earl of Roscomon The fourth Ode of the first Book The fourth Ode of the second Book By Mr. Duke The eighth Ode of the second Book By Mr. Duke The ninth Ode of the third Book By Mr. Duke The same by another Hand The ninth Ode of the fourth Book By Mr. Stepny The fifteenth Ode of the second Book The sixteenth Ode of the second Book by Mr. Otway The first Epode of Horace The third Elegy of the first Book of Propertius By Mr. Adams Faeda est in Coitu c. out of Petronius Epistle from R. D. to T. O. A letter to a friend An Elegy out of the Latin of Francis Remond Amarillis or the third Idyllium of Theocritus Paraphras'd by Mr. Dryden Pharmacutria out of Theocritus By Mr. Bowles The Cyclops the eleventh Idyllium of Theocritus Englished by Mr. Duke To Dr. Short To absent Caelia Prologue to the University of Oxford By Mr. Dryden Epilogue to the same By Mr. Dryden Prologue at Oxford in 1674 By Mr. Dryden The Epilogue Prologue at Oxford Prologue at Oxford By Mr. Dryden Prologue at Oxford 1680. By Mr. Dryden Prologue to Albumazar Revived By Mr. Dryden Prologue to Arviragus By Mr. Dryden Prologue spoken the first day of the King's House acting after the Fire By Mr. Dryden Prologue for the Women at the Old Theatre By Mr. Dryden Prologue at the opening the New House By Mr. Dryden Epilogue by the same Author An Epilogue By Mr. Dryden An Epilogue spoken at the King's House Prologue to the Princess of Cleves Epilogue to the same Written by Mr. Dryden Epilogue for Calisto when acted at Court A Poem spoken to thi Queen at Trinity Colledge in Cambridge Floriana a Pastoral upon the Death of the Dutchess of Southampton By Mr. Duke The Tears of Amynta for the Death of Damon By Mr. Dryden The praises of Italy out of Virgil's second Georgick By Mr. Chetwood 303 Virgil's Eclogues Translated by several Hands THE first Eclogue by John Caril Esq The second By Mr. Tate The same By Mr. Creech The third Eclogue By Mr. Creech The fourth By Mr. Dryden The fifth By Mr. Duke The sixth By the Earl of Roscomon The seventh By Mr. Adams The eighth By Mr. Stafford The same by Mr. Chetwood The ninth Eclogue By Mr. Dryden The tenth Eclogue By Mr. Stafford The last Eclogue Translated or rather imitated in the Year 1666. A Table to the Second Part of Miscellany Poems THe entire Episode of Nisus and Euryalus Translated from the 5th and 9th Books of Virgil's Aeneids by Mr. Dryden The entire Episode of Mezentius and Lausus Translated out of the 10th Book of Virgils Aeneids by Mr. Dryden The Speech of Venus to Vulcan Translated out of the the 8th Book of Virgils Aeneids by Mr. Dryden The beginning of the First Book of Lucretius Translated by Mr. Dryden The beginning of the Second Book of Lucretius Translated by Mr. Dryden The Translation of the latter part of the Third Book of Lucretius Against the Fear of Death by Mr. Dryden Lucretius the Fourth Book concerning the Nature of Love beginning at this Line Sic igitur Veneris qui telis accipit ictum c. by Mr. Dryden From Lucretius Book the Fifth Tum porro puer c. by Mr. Dryden Theocrit Idyllium the 18. the Epithalamium of Helen and Menelaus by Mr. Dryden Theocrit Idyllium the 23 d. the Despairing Lover by Mr. Dryden Daphnis from Theocritus Idyll 27. by Mr. Dryden The Third Ode of the first Book of Horace Inscrib'd to the Earl of Roscomon on his intended Voyage to Ireland by Mr. Dryden The 9th Ode of the first Book of Horace by Mr. Dryden The 29th Ode of the Third Book of Horace Paraphras'd in Pindarick Verse and inscrib'd to the Right Honourable Lawrence E. of Rochester by Mr. Dryden From Horace Epode 2d by Mr. Dryden Part of Virgils 4th Georgick Englished by an unknown Hand The Sixth Elegy of the First Book of Tibullus Ovid's Dream A Prologue intended for the Play of Duke and no Duke The Fourteenth Ode of the Second Book of Horace The First Idyllium of Theocritus Translated into English The Reapers the 10th Idyllium of Theocritus Englished by William Bowles Fellow of Kings-Colledge in Cambridge The 12th Idyllium of Theocritus The 19th Idyllium of Theocritus The Complaint of Ariadna out of Catullus by Mr. William Bowles The 20th Idyllium of Theocritus by Mr. William Bowles To Lesbia out of Catullus The Lesbia To Lesbia A Petition to be freed from Love The 12th Elegy of the 2d Book of Ovid The 16th Elegy of the 2d Book of Ovid. The 19th Elegy of the Third Book Of Natures Changes from Lucretius Book the 5th by a Person of Quality The 7th Ode of the 4th Book of Horace Englished by an unknown Hand The 10th Ode of the 2d Book of Horace The 18th Epistle of the first Book of Horace The 2d Satyr of the first Book of Horace Englished by Mr. Stafford The 4th Elegy of the 2d Book of Ovid. Elegy the 11th Lib. 5. De Trist. Ovid complains of his 3 years Banishmen An Ode Sung before the King on New-Years Day Vpon the late Ingenious Translation of P. Simons Critical History by H. D. Esq Horti Arlingtoniani ad Clarissimum Dominum Henricum Comitem Arlingtoniae c. by Mr. Charles Dryden A New Song by Mr. Dryden A Song by Mr. Dryden On the Death of Mr. Oldham On the Kings-House now Building at Winchester The Episode of the Death of Camilla c. by Mr. Stafford A Table to the Third Part of the Miscellany Poems THE First Book of Ovid's Metamorphoses Transl into English
does fill my Mind With silent real Joys 2. May Knaves and Fools grow Rich and Great And the World think 'em wise While I lye dying at her Feet And all that World despise 3. Let Conquering Kings new Triumphs raise And melt in Court Delights Her Eyes can give much brighter days Her Arms much softer Nights AN Epistle to Mr. B By Mr. Fr. Knapp of Magdalen Colledge in Oxford Dear Friend I Hear that you of late are grown One of those squeamish Criticks of the Town That think they have a License to abuse Each honest Author that pretends to Muse. But be advis'd why should you spend your time In Heath'nish Satyr 'cause a Fool will Rhime Poor harmless W ly let him write again Be pitied in his old Heroic Strain Let him in Reams proclaim himself a Dunce And break a dozen Stationers at once What is' t to you Why shou'd you take 't amiss If Grubstreet's stock'd with Tenants if the Press Is hugely ply'd and labours to produce Some mighty Folio for the Chandler's use Let Grubstreet scribble on nor need you care Tho' ev'ry Garret held a Poet there You know that are acquainted with the Town How the poor Tribe are worry'd up and down How pensively the hungry Authors sit And in their upper Regions strain for Wit Such a poor tatter'd Small-Beer Herd they 're grown That scarce an Author from his Hawker's known No jolly Carbuncle thro' all the Race Appears to justifie a Poet's Face This a sufficient Pennance seems to me For H den's Droll or S tle's Tragedy Is' t not enough to starve for Writing ill That they ne're Dine but when they Smoak a Meal That their Works only serve to wipe or twine A Candle or some feeble Bandbox line Consider and let Charity prevail What Christian Critick can have heart to Rail At such poor Rogues as these Besides you know A true stanch Poet can't Reform what tho' His Works have furnish'd a Lampoon or two They that have once in Print proclaim'd their Name Are senseless all of Justice as of Shame And none but Stationers shou'd Rail at Them Had e're the Lewdest of 'em all the Grace Or Conscience to Repent of making Verse For other Sins they feel Remorse sometimes But sure no Poet e're had Qualms for Rhimes Alas no wholesom Counsel can be us'd By a poor harden'd Wretch when once Bemus'd Then don 't inhumanly your Pains mis-spend On Reprobates that you can never mend Had we a Parliament dispos'd to lay A Tax on Metre or invent some way In Grand Committee call'd to regulate This among other Grievances of State Then you might hope to hear an Act would pass To limit all this Hackney jingling Race And order some Commissioners to find Which way their Genius chiefly is inclin'd See how it stands affected to a Muse And as their Talents lye their Business chuse When a poor Thief to Tyburn's drawn to be There made a Pendulum for Gallow Tree Let D y then his woful Exit sing And with Good People all give ear begin In gentle Ditty tenderly relate The inconvenience of his sudden Fate Nor must judicious R r be forgot Let him for Madrigals compose a Plot. Let Jonny C n in mild Acrosticks deal His wondrous Skill in Anagram reveal Let him in pretty Verse describe his Flame And edge his Sonnet with his Mistress Name Stop Thief the Warbling Musick shall prolong Stop Thief shall be the Burden of the Song And R r too for he above the rest Is richly with a double Talent blest Let him for deep Reflexions long renown'd Be lawful Critick thro' all Grubstreet own'd To be the Judge of each Suburbian Lay If their Acrosticks all the Rules obey Compos'd according to the Ancient way â—f Felon does with as much decence swing In Metre as he did before in String I grant you such a Course as this might do To make 'em humbly Treat of what they know Not vent'ring further than their Brains will go But what should I do then for ever spoil'd Of this Diversion which frail Authors yield I should no more on D n's Counter meet Bards that are deeply skill'd in Rhime and Feet For I am Charm'd with easie Nonsence more Than all the Wit that Men of Sense adore With fear I view Great Dryden's hallow'd Page With fear I view it and I read with Rage I 'm all with Fear with Grief with Love possest Tears in my Eyes and Anguish in my Breast While I with Mourning Antony repine And all the Hero 's Miseries are mine If I read Edgar then my Soul 's at peace Lull'd in a lazy state of thoughtless ease No Passion 's ruffled by the peaceful Lay No Stream no Depth to hurry me away R r in both Professions harmless proves Nor Wounds when Critick nor when Poet moves But you condemn such lifeless Poetry And wildly talk of nothing else to me But Spirit Flame Rapture and Extasie Strange Mystic things I understand no more Than Laity Pax Tecum did of Yore Therefore pray pardon if I rail at Sense And plead for Blockheads in my own defence For whom I have a thousand things to say Which you must wait for till another day Forgive me if I 'm too abrupt you know I never was Methodical like you I have no Rule to make an end but one For when my Paper 's out my Letter 's done So once Lay-Vicars in the Days of Noll When saintly Peters did in Pulpits droll By Hour-Glass set their Sermons and the Flock Might safely snore in spight of Zealous Knock Till the last kind releasing Sand was run But when the Glass was out the Cant was done To MYRA. A great Flood having destroyed the Fruits of the Ground and the Corn every where in her Neighbourhood but upon her own Land By Mr. George Granville WHat Hands Divine have planted and protect The Torrent spares and Deluges respect So when the Water o're the World were spread Cov'ring the Oaks and every Mountain's Head The chosen Noah sail'd within his Ark Nor durst the Waves o're-whelm the Sacred Bark The Charming Myra is no less we find The Favourite of Heaven than of Mankind The Gods like Rivals imitate our care And vie with Mortals to oblige the Fair These Favours thus bestow'd on her alone Are but the Homage which they sent her down Oh Myra may thy Vertue from above Be Crown'd with Blessings endless as my Love SONG By Mr. George Granville IMpatient with desire at last I ventur'd to lay Forms aside 'T was I was Modest not she Chast The Nymph as soon as ask'd comply'd With Amorous awe a silent Fool I gaz'd upon her Eyes with fear Speak Love how came your Slave so dull To Read no better there Thus to our selves the greatest Foes Altho' the Fair be well enclin'd For want of Courage to propose By our own folly she 's unkind A Short VISIT 1. SO the long absent Winter-Sun When of the Cold we most complain Comes