Fragment. Written Shortly After The Marriage Of Miss Chaworth. [1]

"1.     Thy verse is "sad" enough, no doubt:     A devilish deal more sad than witty!     Why we should weep I can't find out,     Unless for thee"

"1. Why should my anxious breast repine, Because my youth is fled? Days of delight may still be mine; Affection is not dead. In tracing back the years"

"1. Well! thou art happy, and I feel That I should thus be happy too; For still my heart regards thy weal Warmly, as it was wont to do. 2. Thy husband'"

"1.     Oh! had my Fate been join'd with thine, [1]     As once this pledge appear'd a token,     These follies had not, then, been mine,     For,"

"(In Four Books.) With eager search to dart the soul, Curiously vain, from pole to pole, And from the planets' wandering spheres To extort the number o"

"POETS, like lawful monarchs, ruled the stage, Till critics, like damn'd Whigs, debauch'd our age. Mark how they jump: critics would regulate Our theat"