96 Anonymous Poems 37, 94, 95, 97-99, 121-123, 130, 147-149, 178-180, 208, 209, 222-224, 228, 229, 233-235, 258-260, 275, 298-300 CHUDLEIGH (1656-1710); MARY (LEE, afterwards) Lady CIBBER, Poet Laureate (1671-1757); COLLEY [=THEOPHILUS] COCKBURN (1679-1749); CATHARINE (TROTTER, afterwards) Congreve (1670-1729); WILLIAM . ELLWOOD, of the Society of Friends (1639-1713); THOMAS HOWARD, Earl of SUFFOLK (1671-1731); EDWARD . LYTTELTON, Lord LYTTELTON (1709-1773); GEORGE PAGET, Lord PAGET (1689-1742); THOMAS CATESBY RowE, Poet Laureate (1674–1718); NICHOLAS SHEFFIELD, Duke of BUCKINGHAM (1648-1721); JOHN SOMERVILLE (1675-1742); WILLIAM THE POPE ANTHOLOGY. 1701-1744 A.D. ON A CERTAIN LADY AT COURT. [HENRIETTA HOWARD, COUNTESS OF SUFFOLK.] I KNOW the thing that 's most uncommon ! (ENVY, be silent; and attend!) I know a reasonable woman; Handsome and witty, yet a friend! Not warped by passion, awed by rumour; And sensible soft melancholy. 'Has she no faults then,' ENVY says, 'Sir?' When all the World conspires to praise her; ODE ON SOLITUDE. The [This imitation of HORACE's Ode, Beatus integer, &c., was written in 1700, when young ALEXANDER POPE was not twelve years old. present is his revised text of 1736.] HAPPY the man! whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound; Content to breathe his native air In his own ground: Whose herds, with milk; whose fields, with bread; Blest! who can unconcern'dly find Sound sleep by night; study and ease Thus, let me live, unseen! unknown! Steal from the world; and not a stone THESE, equal syllables alone require; With some unmeaning thing they call a thought, That, like a wounded snake, draws its slow length along. Where DENHAM's strength and WALLER's sweetness join! Soft is the strain when ZEPHYR gently blows; And the smooth stream, in smoother Numbers flows: But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse rough Verse should, like the torrent, roar! When AJAX strives, some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow: Not so, when swift CAMILLA scours the plain; Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the Main. |