Robert Craggs, Earl Nugent (Роберт Крэггз, граф Ньюджент)

Epigram 14. TOM thought a wild profusion great

TOM thought a wild profusion great:
And therefore spent his whole estate:
Will thinks the wealthy are ador'd,
And gleans what misers blush to hoard.
Their passion, merit, fate the same,
They thirst and starve alike for fame.

1. Epigram 7. I Swore I lov'd, and you believ'd
2. Epigram 16. Ever busy'd, ne'er employ'd
3. Epigram 1. I Lov'd thee beautiful and kind
4. Epigram 12. WE thought you without titles great
5. Epigram 2. SInce first you knew my am'rous smart

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