Charlotte, thy pencil's skill'd to trace TO A YOUNG LADY, WITH FONTENELLE's PLURALITY OF WORLDS. BY EDWARD ROLLE, B.D. In this small work, all nature's wonders see, In truth by easy steps you here advance, The gay and airy smil❜d to see 'em grave, Brought down to sight, with ease you view 'em here ; Though deep the bottom, yet the stream is clear. Your flutt'ring sex still valu'd science less; Careless of any but the arts of dress. On empty novels, or some new-born play; Who thought so greatly of her eyes before, ; Were no sick blasts to make that beauty less Should you be what I think, what all confess : 'Tis but a narrow space those charms engage; One island only, and not half an age! ΤΟ A FRIEND. OCCASIONED BY AN ODE WRITTEN BY MRS. CATH. PHILIPS. BY MRS. 'CARTER. NARCISSA! still thro' every varying name, |