The Muses mercury: or, The monthly miscellany. [2 other copies of vol. 1 no. 1, another copy of no. 2-5].

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Page 85 - The Muses, Mercury, or the monthly miscellany consisting of poems, prologues, songs, sonnets, translations, and other curious pieces, never before printed, by the Earl of Roscommon, Mr.
Page 35 - Our wealth decreafes, and our charges rife. Money, the fweet allurer of our hopes, Ebbs out in oceans, and comes in by drops, We raife new objects to provoke delight ; But you grow fated, ere the fecond fight.
Page 37 - DAY a mighty hero comes, to warm Your curdling blood, and bid you, Britons, arm. To valour much he owes, to virtue more ; He fights to save, and conquers to restore.
Page 38 - ERE mufick and more powerful beauties reign, Who can fupport the pleafure and the pain ? Here their...
Page 27 - Lords of His Majefty's Moft Honourable Privy-Council, and Knight of the Moft Noble Order of the Garter.
Page 67 - Tho' facred to the name of love's fair queen. Ev'n Athens fcarce in pompous ruin ftands, Tho' finifh'd by the learn'd Minerva's hands. More fure prefages from thefe walls we find, By beauty founded, and by wit defign'd. In the good age of ghoftly ignorance, HOW did cathedrals...
Page 127 - Duty's still to love a foe ; Shall I this or that obey ? Duty frowns, and Cupid smiles, That defends, and this beguiles. Ever by this...
Page 107 - Fleet-ftreet once you lay. How merrily, dear Sir, time pafs'd away? While " I partook your wine, your wit, and mirth, I was the happieft creature on God's yearth *.
Page 67 - Gold only can their pious spite allay, They call none criminals that can but pay: The heedless shrines with victims they invoke, They take the fat, and give the gods the smoke. PROLOGUE SPOKEN AT THE OPENING OF THE QUEEN'S THEATRE IN THE HAYMARKET. SUCH was our builder's art, that, soon as nam'd, This fabric, like the infant world, was fram'd. The architect must on dull order wait. But 'tis the poet only can create. None else, at pleasure, can duration give: When marble fails, the Muses' structures...
Page 107 - CONGREVE. While, in your early days of reputation, You for Blue Garters had not such a Passion; While yet you did not use, as now your trade is...

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