Poem by Alexander Pope

The Three Gentle Shepherds

Of gentle Philips will I ever sing,
With gentle Philips shall the valleys ring.
My numbers too for ever will I vary,
With gentle Budgell and with gentle Carey.
Or if in ranging of the names I judge ill,
With gentle Carey and with gentle Budgell:
Oh! may all gentle bards together place ye,
Men of good hearts, and men of delicacy.
May satire ne'er befool ye, or beknave ye,
And from all wits that have a knack, God save ye. 

1. Lines on Curll
2. On a Fan of the Author's Design
3. In Imitation of Chaucer
4. Universal Prayer
5. Verses Left by Mr. Pope

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