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Endanger it, and the Demand

Endanger it, and the Demand
Of tickets for a sigh
Amazes the Humility …
Ended, ere it begun —

Ended, ere it begun —
The Title was scarcely told
When the Preface perished from Consciousness …
Endow the Living — with the Tears —

Endow the Living — with the Tears —
You squander on the Dead,
And They were Men and Women — now, …
English Encouragement of Art

English Encouragement of Art
[First reading]
If you mean to Please Every body you will …

William Blake
The First Half of the Seventeenth Century/Chapter 4

"Hinc pallidorum longa morborum cohors
Turpisque egestas sequitur," &c.

Herbert John Clifford Grierson
Epigram (Botta)

A draught from Helicon could once inspire
The bard to wing in song his loftiest flight;
But poets of these later times require …

Anne Lynch Botta
Epigram On One Who Invited Many Gentlemen To A Small Dinner.

PETER (says Pope) won't poison with his meat;
'Tis true, for Peter gives you nought to eat.

Henry Fielding
An Epigram.

WHEN JOVE with fair Alcmena lay,
He kept the sun a-bed all day;
That he might taste her wond'rous charms, …
An Epigram. (That Kate weds a fool)

THAT Kate weds a fool what wonder can be,
Her husband has married a fool great as she.

Henry Fielding
Epistle to Dr Arbuthnot

Shut, shut the door, good John! fatigu'd, I said,
Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead.
The dog-star rages! nay 'tis past a doubt, …

Alexander Pope
An Epistle to Robert Lloyd, Esq.

'Tis not that I design to rob
Thee of thy birthright, gentle Bob,
For thou art born sole heir, and single, …

William Cowper
An Epitaph (Come knock your heads against this stone)

An Epitaph
Come knock your heads against this stone
For sorrow that poor John Thompsons gone

William Blake
Eros (Botta)

As when untaught and blind,
To the mute stone the pagan bows his knee,
Spirit of Love! phantom of my own mind! …

Anne Lynch Botta
The Errors of a Wise Man make your Rule

* * *
The Errors of a Wise Man make your Rule
Rather than the Perfections of a Fool

William Blake
Escape is such a thankful Word

Escape is such a thankful Word
I often in the Night
Consider it unto myself …
Escaping backward to perceive

Escaping backward to perceive
The Sea upon our place —
Escaping forward, to confront …
An Essay on Criticism

'Tis hard to say, if greater Want of Skill
Appear in Writing or in Judging ill,
But, of the two, less dang'rous is th' Offence, …

Alexander Pope
An Essay on Woman in Three Epistles

OH Happiness! to which we all aspire,
Wing'd with strong hope, and borne by full desire,
Oh Ease! for which in want, in wealth we sigh, …

John Wilkes
Essential Oils — are wrung —

Essential Oils — are wrung —
The Attar from the Rose
Be not expressed by Suns — alone — …

Emily Dickinson
Estranged from Beauty — none can be —

Estranged from Beauty — none can be —
For Beauty is Infinity —
And power to be finite ceased …