Alexander Pope (Александр Поуп)

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. On the Countess of Burlington Cutting Paper
2. On His Grotto at Twickenham
3. Chorus of Youths and Virgins
4. On Seeing the Ladies Crux-Easton Walk in the Woods by the Grotto
5. Verses Left by Mr. Pope

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