W E Graco Pofidippi HAT State is't we fhou'd with? Labour fthe Fields, Cares our own Homes, and Jarrs the [Forum yields. The Seas affright us much: And we're in pain To keep that Wealth, the Poor-man's wrack'd to Keen Jealoufy from Marriage we receive, Unmarried is like Savages to live. Children are careful Comforts; not enjoy'd, [gain. C E Metrodoro. HUSE here what State you pleafe? Plea [fure the Fields, Eafe our own Homes, and Fame the Forum The Seas enrich, on Riches Glories wait, [yields. Safe's the Poor-man from what hangs o'er the Great. All 2 All spotlefs Joys the Marriage-Bed attend, On CELIA, imitated from BUCHANAN. A I. S oft with Death or Blindness they Are ftruck, who on fome Meteor gaze, I felt a Pain at firft Survey Of those bright Stars in CELIA's Face: That Day, to past gave Birth, and Woes behind, And Peace that Day forfook my troubled Mind, 2. Struck by the first, the keenest Ray Within I trembled, and each Limb Shook, Shook, as when first the Zephyrs play, The fhiv'ring Leaves affrighted feem. Then, then my panting Heart, in eager Hafte, 3. Thus Infants in their Nurses Arms, Eager to gain their Parents Love, Rallying all their little Charms, Their Eyes, their Feet, their Hands they move. Thus little Birds their tender Pinions try, Vainly endeav'ring, but in hafte to fly. 4. Nature as Guards has plac'd our Eyes, By CUPID brib'd, or fleeping on their Post, 5. In Tears their past Offence they moan, For Treachery, the blackeft Crime. Befides, that Heart, whence Pity they implore, Lives not with me, but is in CALIA'S Pow'r. To CÆLih let 'em hafte away, And her Compaffion try to move; There spend inceffant Tears, and pray She'll be propitious to my Love: 'Till that be done, each Hour in Grief employ, 'Till void of Light, as is my Soul of Joy. The fifth Epistle of Horace imitated. To a Gentleman at Westminster School. Writ I F You can leave your own Park. Air, For fweet St. Giles's eke as clear, And fince 'tis but for half a Day Ceafe hunting W-re and haunting Play To Morrow, Wgly, if you'll come E'er Sun is fet, I'll be at Home. I'vavalg la^ you If |