The Poetical Works of Thomas Tickell
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THE
POETICAL WORKS
OF
THOMAS TICKELL.
WITH THE LIFE OF THE AUTHOR.
Permit these Lines by thee to live—nor blameA Muse that pants and languishes for fame,That fears to sink when humbler themes she sings,Lost in the mass of mean forgotten things.Receiv'd by thee I prophesy my RhymesThe praise of virgins in succeeding times:Mix'd with thy works their life no bounds shall see,But stand protected as inspir'd by thee.TO SUPPOSED AUTH. OF SPECT.
EDINBURG:
AT THE Apollo Press, BY THE MARTINS.
Anno 1781.
THE
POETICAL WORKS
OF
THOMAS TICKELL.
CONTAINING HIS
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Why praise we, prodigal of fame,The rage that sets the world on flame?My guiltless Muse his brow shall bindWhose godlike bounty spares mankind. ODE TO SUNDERLAND.
Simple I, and innocent of art,The tale that sooth'd my infant years impart,The tale I heard whole winter-eves untir'd,And sing the battles that my nurse inspir'd. KENS. GARDEN.
By Nature fitted for an humble theme,A painted prospect or a murm'ring stream,To tune a vulgar note in Echo's praise,Whilst Echo's self resounds the flatt'ring lays,Or whilst I tell how Myra's charms surprisePaint roses on her cheeks and suns within her eyes. OXFORD.
EDINBURG:
AT THE Apollo Press, BY THE MARTINS.
Anno 1781.
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This work was published before January 1, 1930, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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