Poem by Alexander Pope

Occasioned by Some Verses of His Grace the Duke of Buckingham

Muse, 'tis enough: at length thy labour ends,
And thou shalt live, for Buckingham commends.
Let Crowds and Critics now my verse assail,
Let Dennis write, and nameless numbers rail:
This more than pays whole years of thankless pain;
Time, health, and fortune are not lost in vain.
Sheffield approves, consenting Phoebus bends,
And I and Malice from this hour are friends. 

1. Verses Left by Mr. Pope
2. The Three Gentle Shepherds
3. Prayer of St. Francis Xavier
4. In Imitation of Chaucer
5. Chorus of Youths and Virgins

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