ODES

OF THE

{$T, SECOND, AND THIRD CLASS.

ODES

OF THE FIRST, SECOND, AND THIRD CLASS.

To Pleasure

FIRST CLASS.

Page

Page

VIII.

I XLV. To Solitude. By Joseph

IX. To Poverty. By the

Warton, D.D.

27

#ev. Thomas Penrose

3 XLVI. To Solitude. By James

2. To Sculpture. By James

Grainger, M. D.

29

3. cott, D. D.

8 XLVII. To Superstition. Ву

To Silence. By the Rev.

Joseph Warton, D. D. 39

homas Cole

12

XLVIII. To Taste. By Mr. H. 41

11. To Sleep. By T. Smol-

XLIX. To Wisdom. By Mrs.

Hit, M. D.

16

Carter

1. To Sleep. By Mr. H. 17

L. Contrast to the Foregoing

On sleep. By James

Ode To Wisdom

54

ott, D. D.

22

50

SECOND CLASS.

90 Mankind. By the late

arl Nugent

61

On True Greatness. By the

ev. Mr. Hudson

68

To The Atheist. By R.

epherd, D. D.

71

The Enthusiast. By Wil-

liam Whitehead, Esq. 74

he man of Sorrow. By Mr.

reville

79

The Man of Pleasure, By

e same

82

Retirement. By James

zattie, LL.D.

85

VIII.

The Hermit's Vision. By

the Rev. Thomas Penrose 89

IX. Against Despair. By to-

seph Warton, D.D.

94

X. Against Ill-Nature. By

Christopher Smart, M. A. 97

XI. The Vanity of Wealth. By

Samuel Johnson, LL. D. 100

XII. The Happiness of a Mode-

rate Fortune, and Moderate

Desires. By J. Langhorne 102

XIII. The Fire-Side. By -

Cotton, M, D.

106

XIV. On Marriage

IIO

THIRD CLASS.

• Twilight of the Gods.

V. The Carousal of Odin. By

Thomas John Mathias 121

the Rev. Thomas Penrose 138

The Renovation of the

VI. The Battle of Argoed Llwy-

orld, and Future Retribu.

fain. By W. Whitehead 141

n. By the same

126 VII. The Grave of King Arthur

Dialogue at the tomb of Ar-

By T. Warton, B. D. 144

jantyr. By the same 130 VIII. The Crusade. By the same 151

An Incantation Founded on

IX. Duncan's Warning. By

e Northern Mythology. By

J. Aikin, M. D.

155

He same.

136

Notes

159

CLASS THE FIRST

CONTINUED.

ODE XXXVIII.

TO PLEASURE.

Sister of Youth and laughing Joy,

Sweet Pleasure, sorrow-soothing queen,
Daughter of Venus, ever-young,

And Bacchus wreath’d.with ivy green;
Whom on their laps the rosy-bosom'd Hours,
And all the Graces nurst beneath Idalian bowers.

O lead me to thy blissful vale !

Where Hope and Health in sprightly round,
Leisure, with Freedom hand in hand,

In dance fantastic beat the ground;
Where'er they tread the fairest flowers arise,
Embroidering all the green with ever-varying dies.

Let the stern pedant love to waste

In studious search the tedious night,
Attentive to the learned page,

By musing taper's glimmering light,

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