Posts tagged ‘1765’

Sunday, 30 August 2015

To Emma, Doubting the Author’s Sincerity by Cuthbert Shaw

When misers cease to doat on gold,
When justice is no longer sold,
When female tongues their clack shall hush,
When modesty shall cease to blush,
When parents shall no more control
The fond affections of the soul,
Nor force the sad reluctant fair
Her idol from her heart to tear;
For sordid interest to engage,
And languish in the arms of age;
Then in this heart shall falsehood reign,
And pay thy kindness with disdain.
When friends severe as thine shall prove
Propitious to ingenuous love,
Bid thee in merit place affiance,
And think they’re honour’d by the’ alliance:
And oh! when hearts as proud as mine
Shall basely kneel at Plutus’ shrine,
Forego my modest plea to fame,
Or own dull power’s superior claim;
When the bright sun no more shall bring
The sweet return of annual spring;
When Nature shall the change deplore,
And music till the groves no more;
Then in this heart shall falsehood reign,
And pay thy kindness with disdain.
But why from dearer objects rove,
Nor draw illusions whence I love?
When my dear Emma’s eyes shall be
As black as jet or ebony,
And every froward tooth shall stand
As rang’d by Hemet’s* dextrous hand;
When her sweet face, deform’d by rage,
No more shall every heart engage,
When her soft voice shall cease to charm,
Nor malice of its power disarm;
When manners, gentle and refin’d,
No more speak forth her spotless mind;
But the perfidious minx shall prove
A perjur’d traitress to her love:
Then—nor till then—shall Damon be
False to his vows, and false to thee!

*Hemet – a celebrated dentist.

From: Shaw, Cuthbert and Park, Thomas (ed.), The Poetical Works of Cuthbert Shaw. Collated with the best editions, 1807, Stanhope Press: London, pp. 8-9.

Date: c1765

By: Cuthbert Shaw (1738/9-1771)

Saturday, 30 May 2015

Four Degrees of Comparison. An Epigram by Lemuel Abbott

Happy the Man by fortune bless’d,
To wed a Bride of Wealth posses’d!
Still happier who within his Arms
Enjoys fair Beauty’s lovelier Charms!
Happiest whom Heav’n directs to find
A Maid of virtuous, gentle Mind!

But happier than the happiest he
Who in one Nymph enjoys all three!

From: Abbott, Lemuel, Poems on various subjects. Whereto is prefixed a short essay on the structure of English verse. By the Rev. Lemuel Abbott, 1765, Samuel Cresswell: Nottingham, p. 69.

Date: 1765

By: Lemuel Abbott (c1730-1776)

Monday, 17 February 2014

On Marriage by William Stevenson

Felices ter, et amplius
Quos irrupta tenet copula – Horace.

Marriage is good, mankind agree;
One flesh let male and female be.
One in the grand resolve of life,
Eternal hate, and mutual strife.
One form’d exactly for another,
To harass and torment each other.
But better thus their spleen to vent,
And gross abuse, till all is spent,
Than, haply, disengag’d from home,
The public pests abroad to roam.

From: Stevenson, William, Original Poems on Several Subjects in Two Volumes, Volume 1, 1765, A Donaldson and J Reid: Edinburgh, p. 269.

Date: 1765

By: William Stevenson (1719-1783)