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* If such a fight as this can please ye,
Good madam 'Pallas, pray be casy,
The goddess, who conceiv'd an hopa,
O DE Ο Ν SCIENCE
If fairest science ever dwells
And flowery carpets lave;
With fcientific light;
Though wrapt from mortal fight.
Obstructed and depressid :
When Solon and Lycurgus taught,
Of mad opinion's maze,
That blends congenial rays.
year ; Without thy aid, in vain the poles, In vain the zodiac system rolls,
In vain the lunar sphere. Come, faire ft princess of the throng, Bring sweet Philofophy along
In metaphysic dreams; While raptur'd bards no more behold A vernal age of purer gold
In Heliconian streams.
By Folly led astray :
Thy univerfal fway.
Behold the madding throng,
ODE to the Hon. Sir William Temple, 1689. Page 1
to the Athenian Society, 1691. Lines written in a Lady's Ivory Table-book, 1699. 20 Mrs. Frances Harris's Petition. Ballad on the Game of Traffic,
26 Another Ballad, occafioned by the preceding one. 28 The Discovery. The Problem, that my Lord Berkeley stinks when
he is in Love. Description of a Salamander, 1906.
33 To the Earl of Peterborow, who commanded the
British Forces in Spain. On the Union.
3.7 On Mrs. Biddy Floyd. Apollo outwitted. To the Honourable Mrs. Finch, afterwards Countefs of Winchelsea.
39 Vanbrugh's House, built from the Ruins of.
46 Baucis and Philemony. 1708.
zaol. V Elegy
Cadenus and Vanessa.
Book I. Ep. V. John Dennis the Shel-
late Lord Treasurer. Sent to himn when in the
Dublin ; whose Sign was the Golden Flçeçe. 164