Poem by Alexander Pope

On Seeing the Ladies Crux-Easton Walk in the Woods by the Grotto

Authors the world and their dull brains have traced
To fix the ground where Paradise was placed;
Mind not their learned whims and idle talk;
Here, here's the place where these bright angels walk.

1. Song, by a Person of Quality
2. The Three Gentle Shepherds
3. On a Fan of the Author's Design
4. Verses Left by Mr. Pope
5. To Lady Mary Wortley Montagu

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