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Alternative cares in Guilty Breasts preside With Passions varying as the alternate Tide,  Anonymous  Taken from Juvenal.  Can complicated vice in Virtue End, Or Who Shall say He will but once offend.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 173-174 (rectos only) 
Amidst the Scenes which anxious Cares infest, Where prosperous fortune Smiles but to betray,  Yorke, Charles ?  To the Rt: Honble: the Lord Chancellor, Written in the long vacation of the year 1743  For the long Toil prepar'd, he'll not refine, Nor Slight the Favours of th'inspiring Muse.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 89-93 (rectos only) 
As late I view'd yon rapid Torrent's force, Far from it's banks while fair M---a Stray'd,  Yorke, Charles ?  An Italian Sonetto by Carlo Maria Maggi, Imitated. Sept: 1747. [Italian epigraph]  Or did One tender thought to me belong? The wave flow'd by, nor answer'd to my Song.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 106-107 (rectos only) 
As my Reason, with Day, was beginning to Dawn, And forcing its way thro' a Sigh, and a Groan,  Anonymous  A Vision. Wrote by Judge B---t upon himself.  The goddess, sour Smiling, disappear'd in a trice, And her votary Left, in a Fool'd Paradise.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 166 
Away ambition! give me rest, Let party rage forsake my breast  Hanbury Williams, Sir Charles, 1708_1759  An ode from Ld. Bath to ambition, 1745/6. [Latin epigraph from Horace]  Enjoy the ribbon, treas'ry seal, Which vanish with the day.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 29-31 (rectos only) 
Beneath a spreading Walnut's peaceful Shade Where Coln astonish'd sees his Waters spread,  Anonymous. CHECK; DR JOHNSON ?  A Pastoral  He sung consenting nature smil'd around, And gracious seem'd to say thy wish is crownd.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 67-68 (rectos only) 
Beneath an oak's extensive shade, A musing libertine was laid,  Anonymous  The Athiest and the Acorn, a Tale. The hint taken from La Fontaine.  And out of all that met my sight An acorn set my judgement right.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 46-49 (rectos only) 
Blest Bard! to whom the Muses weeping gave That Pipe, which erst their dearest Spencer won,  M__soe, Miss [ ]  An Ode. By Miss M---soe, occasioned by reading Sonnets in the Stile and manner of Spencer, written by Tho: E[dwar]ds, Esqr. 1751.  Delighted, flatters quick her trembling Wing, Tries her weak Voice, and twittering Strives to Sing.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 176-177 (rectos only) 
But what are these to great Atossa's mind? Scarce once herself, by turns all womankind  Pope, Alexander  To be inserted in the Epistle upon the Characters of Women by Mr.Pope. On the Duchess of M[arlborough]  To heirs unknown descends th'unguarded store Or wanders Heav'n directed to the poor.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 28-29 (rectos only) 
Clio behold this charming day The Zephyrs blow, the Sun looks gay,  Williams, Sir Charles Hanbury  An Ode To the Rt: Honble: Henry F[ox, later baron Holland] [Latin epigraph], 1746  Cast in his mould, made in his Frame, To comfort English widows.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 61-63 (rectos only) 
C[har]les, Son of Y---e, who, on the Mercy-Seat Of Justice, States the bounds of Right and wrong;  Hawkins Browne, Isaac  Mr: H: Brown, to the Honble: C: Y[ork]e.  And Men and Angels hymn in general Quire, What Law ordains, and what the Nine inspires.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 113-114 (rectos only) 
Daughter of Jove, Parnassian Maid Descend Sweet Clio, to my aid  Anonymous  An Ode to Lady E. L---x on her Birthday 1746  O say --- Poor Man! he meant it well, Forgive, 'tis all I ask.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 76-78 (rectos only) 
Dear Cambridge teach your Friend the Art You use to gain the Muses heart,  Whitehead, Mr ?  A letter, From Mr: Wh---d, to Mr: C[a]m[brid]ge  It must be on another score - I'll write like you, or write no more.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 167-170 (rectos only) 
Dear Grove, I ask ten thousand pardons, Sure I'm the most absurd of Gardens!  Anonymous  The Answer  Across dead boughs a verdure fling, And bless you with eternal Spring.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 161-165 (rectos only) 
Dear happy groves, here solitude looks sweet And ever horrors please in this retreat  Anonymous  Care selve Beate, in Pastor Fido, imitated  United with a knot they ne'er repent They live serenely and they die content  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 14-15 (rectos only) 
Dear thoughtless Clara! to my verse attend, Believe for once thy lover and thy friend.  Anonymous  Vertumnus to Pomona  Be to thy Harry ever kind and true, And live for him who more than dy'd for you.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 51-52 (rectos only) 
Demand not now whom once you view'd the Fair, Amused with every Scene, and free from Care,  Yorke, Charles  Daniell Wray Esquire. Anagram Is Weary, queer, and ill. 1747.  Rather than force his Wit against his Wills Ev'r have him when he is Weary, queer, and ill.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 172 (recto only) 
Echo! Thou watchful nymph! attend and hear Know by that Sound the fairest Virgin's near.  Anonymous  The Mage [to] the Eccho that answered a Lady, 1748.  Her Ev'ry Word will Repetition bear, And Those are doubly pleas'd Who twice can hear.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 149 (recto only) 
Exulting man, with all his pride, Born only is to die  Anonymous  The 14th Chapter of Job paraphras'd  That space the soul must mourn, must grieve And all it's woes retain  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 18-20 (rectos only) 
Fair artist, well thy pencil has essay'd, To lend a Poets Fame it's friendly aid;  Yorke, Charles ?  To a Lady, on her Copying Dante after Clovis. Augt: ye: 19th: 1747  Then should the World thy glowing Pencil See, Extend the Friendship of it's Art to me.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 108-110 (rectos only) 
For Quiet, Y[or]ke, the Sailor crys, When threat'ning Storms obscure the Skies,  Jenyns, Soame  To The Honble: P--p Y--ke an Ode in imitation of Horace, by Mr: J---gs, 1747.  Loves a good rhyme, and hates the mob; I mean.-- that a'n't Freeholders.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 133-135 (rectos only) 
Friendship! sweet comforter of human cares, The mind's asylum, her most blissful land,  Anonymous  A Hint taken from a Sonnet of Signora Marrattis "Dolce Sollievo dell Umane cure, Amore"  How curst the Wretch who banish'd from thee lives Friendship! Thou sweet retreat of human woes.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 122 (recto only) 
Give me Great God (said I) a Little Farm, In summer Shady, and in winter warm,  Montagu, Lady Mary Wortley  Constantinople  Ten thousand Tongues, with which she must engage, Who dare have Virtue in a Vicious Age.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 178-182 (rectos only, except for p. 181, which is a verso) 
Hail! Heaven-born art! which Pen in Prose or Verse Immortal Painting, can thy Praise rehearse,  Anonymous  In Praise of Painting.  By ev'ry different Nation understood, Like Phoebus' equal Rays, unbounded Shines.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 123-124 (rectos only) 
Here Johnson lies, what Hunter can deny To pay poor Tom, the Tribute of a Sigh,  Anonymous  Epitaph on a Huntsman, 1748  Unpleasing truth! Death hunts us from our Birth In View, and Men like Foxes take to Earth.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 150 (recto only) 
Highmore, you grant, that in the Painter's Art, Tho' Perspective and Colours claim a part,  Hawkins Browne, Isaac  On Design & Beauty.  All Poets, all inspir'd; an awfull train, Seated on Pindus' head, apart from the profane.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 126-133 (rectos only) 
How wearily the chain of life we wear, How black the view of what we are to bear  Anonymous  A picture of human life  Blot present ills with hopes of being blest, Then cloath'd with innocence lie down to rest.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 16-18 (rectos only) 
I am neither High-Church, nor Low-Church, nor Tory, nor Whig, Nor flutt-ring gay Coxcomb, nor formal old Prig;  Anonymous  To all whom it may concern to know me, Harvey Aston.  And as to the way after death to be Trod I submit to the will of a mercifull God.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 52-53 (rectos only) 
I heard the Sisters of the Sacred Well, Complaining near the awful throne of Jove  Yorke, Charles ?  To a Lady on her love of Poetry. June 8 1747.  If Bards alone your partial ear detain, Hapless, the Stranger to the tuneful quire.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 101-102 (rectos only) 
I rural life enjoy, the Town's your taste In that we differ, Twins in all the rest  Hawkins Browne, Isaac  Celia to Cloe  Come and reflect on Ranelagh with scorn, Content e'en here, at least till Routs return.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 117-118 (rectos only) 
I'm a strange Composition as e'er was in Nature Being wondrously Studious, and yet a great Prater,  Amherst, Elizabeth  A Prize Riddle. 1749.  I'm not yet dispos'd of - Come bid for a Blessing For those who first guess me shall have me for guessing.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 174-175 (rectos only) 
Immortal Fame is to his Memory due, The Man, who first his own ideas drew,  Anonymous  In Praise of Poetry  To distant Friend or Lover, can impart The well known Sounds of sorrow or delight.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 124-125 (rectos only) 
In earliest Times, e'er Man had Learn'd His Sence in writing to impart;  Yorke, Charles ?  Occasioned by a Receipt to make ink given me by a Lady. Augt: 1747. In the manner of Waller.  If well express'd the Poet's Flame, Inspir'd by fair M---a's Charms.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 104-106 (rectos only) 
In my Dark Cell, low prostrate on the Ground, Mourning my Crimes, thy Letters entrance found,  Madan, Judith  Abelard to Eloisa  So with your Crimes shall your misfortunes cease, And your rack'd Soul be calmly hush'd to Peace.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 151-157 (rectos only) 
In vain with riches you would try My steadfast heart to move,  Anonymous  To one who endeavour'd to persuade a Person to marry a Great Fortune.  Try next what mighty love can do, All other Bribes are vain.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 60 (recto only) 
Just by a Brook there stood a Mansion high, If that a Mansion might be said to stand,  Anonymous  The House of the Mage. Extracted from the 1st Canto of the Legend of -----. 1747.  Freely without Design He spread his store, His art from Gain withheld, but never from the Poor.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 145-146 (rectos only) 
Lady, than whom thy ancient Pedigree None fairer boasts among it's honour'd names,  Yorke, Charles ?  Sonnet, in imitation of Milton  Wisdom pursue, but thro' Less thorny way, Nor Learn one Precept in affliction's School.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 107 (recto only) 
Let Loftier Poets Stretch their wing, Pope shou'd alone attempt to sing  Dodington, George Bubb ?; Williams, Sir Charles Hanbury ?  An Ode From G.B. Doddington Esqr: To His Grace the Duke of Argyle  Grown wise by what I've done before, To write a Panegeric.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 68-69 (rectos only) 
Made to engage all hearts, and charm all eyes; Though meek magnanimous, tho' witty, wise;  Lyttelton, George, 1st Baron ?  Made by Mr: L---ton on his Wife after her death. 1747  Her Form each beauty of her mind exprest, Her mind ws virtue by the Graces drest.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 82 (recto only) 
Meanwhile affrighted thro' the Woody Maze, Erminia flies, convey'd by faithfull steed;  Yorke, Charles ?  Tasso's Jerusalem, Book VII  Tancred mean-while, far from Erminia's side, To seek her rov'd, and chance his doubtful guide.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 82-89 (rectos only, except verso 85-86 used for verse 12 out of sequence) 
Mourn not thy Lot, nor e'er complain, Reflect on days, and weeks of ease  Anonymous  Stanza on a day's sickness after Days and Weeks health  When Faith no Longer shall endure, But all be swallow'd up in Night.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 121-122 (rectos only) 
Much joy to your Worship, and may you have Grace, To preserve your integrity clear of a Place.  Hawkins Browne, Isaac  The Landlord, and Member of Parliament. A dialogue. 1747.  P-x take all the Wretches that Puzzle and think, Give me for my Guests jolly souls that can Drink.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 147-149 (rectos only) 
Near his Paternal Seat, here buried lies The Grave, The Gay, the Witty, & the Wise,  Williams, Sir Charles Hanbury  Epitaph. Inscribed on Mr: Winnington's Monument in Stamford Church Worcestershire. 1750.  But English Annals shall Their Place Supply, And While they Live, His Name can never Dye.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 171 (recto only) 
News to expect from Houghton-hall Is to expect no news at all,  Yonge, William, Sir  To the Ladies at Uxbridge, Sr: W: Y---ge to Lady W-.  Yet you command, - & who can blame If I obey, & take the Shame.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 136-138 (rectos only) 
Now domes and obelisks adorn the plain Where laughing Ceres us'd to reign  Hawkins Browne, Isaac  An ode in Horace imitated.  So shall maturer age the laws revere, And morals do the work of fear.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 39-42 (rectos only) 
O night! dark night! wrapt round with Stygian gloom Thy Riding Hood opaque! wove by the hands  Anonymous  More last Night Thoughts, a Parody.  Not ev'r the Bible or the Night-thoughts 'scape, Fools spare not Heavn' it self, O Young, nor Thee.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 79-80 (rectos only) 
O ship shall new waves bear thee to sea? Where alas! art thou driving? make steady for shore  Hawkins Browne, Isaac  An Ode in Horace imitated 1746; [Latin epigraph]  And now my fondest wish beware Of the changeable shoals where the Rhine meets the main  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 49 (recto only) 
O thou whose Friendship is my Joy and Pride. Whose Virtues warm me, and whose precepts Guide.  Lyttelton, George, 1st Baron ?  Mr: Lyt---ton to Mr: P---tz  Till Charm'd you own the truth my Verse and prose, That Happiness is near Ally'd to Love.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 96-99 (rectos only) 
Of Marlb'ro's Captains, and Eugenio's friends The last Cadogan to the Grave descends.  Anonymous  On Lord Cadogan's death.  Thro' Life pursue'd in vain, by death obtain'd, When ask'd, denied us, and when giv'n, disdained.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 59-60 (rectos only) 
Oft have we tried our Childish Scene to raise With Terence' wit, or Shakespear's nobler Lays.  Yorke, Charles  Prologue to Albumazar. Acted by Young Gentlemen at Hackney School - April the: 25th: 1747  Sacred these Walls to Innocence alone, Your Manners not to mend, but form our Own.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 139-140 (rectos only) 
Oh say thou dear possesser of my breast, Where is my boasted liberty and Rest,  Hammond, James  Mr. H---d to Miss D---d.  Like Me they do not Love, whate'er they seem. Like Me with passion founded on Esteem.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 70-71 (rectos only) 
Oh! Ho! Gate how came you here, I came from Chelsea the last year,  Anonymous  An Epigram Wrote upon a Gate, at Ld: Burlingtons at Chiswick  Sir: Hans Sloan Let me alone, And Burlington brought me hither.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 144 (recto only) 
Oh! Holkham, blest belov'd abode, Productive of an Annual ode,  Pulteney, William, Earl of Bath?  Another Ode From Ld: Le---r to Ld: Ch---d.  Some mercy show our old friend Bob, Do what you will with Ho---e.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 64-66 (rectos only) 
Parent of blooming Flowers and gay desires, Youth of the tender year, delightful Spring  Lyttelton, George, 1st Baron ?  Ode in imitation of Pastor Fido. 1738  Thy lovely presence, fairest light, alone Can warm my Heart to gladness and to Love.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 116 (recto only) 
See a new progeny decends, From heav'n, of Britains truest friends.  Williams, Sir Charles Hanbury  A new ode. To a great number of great men newly made. 1742. [Latin epigraph]  Tis yours such actions to perform, My pride shall be to sing them.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 32-36 (rectos only) 
See how the Skillful hand of fam'd Poussin Copies from Nature the fair Past'ral scene!  Anonymous  The Arcadia of Poussin.  Death spares not sex, nor youth, nor Beauty's bloom, No Clime is an asylum from the Tomb.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 125-126 (rectos only) 
Since every naturalist agrees That Groves are nothing else but Trees,  Anonymous  An Epistle From Romely Wood in Derbyshire to Haling Grove in Surrey.  Write by the next fair wind that blows, And kindly recommend a Spouse.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 158-161 (rectos only) 
Since you Dear Doctor saved my life, To bless by turns and plague my Wife,  Hearne, Thomas?  C:H: to Sir Hans Sloane who saved his Life and desired him to send over all the Rarities he could find in his Travels.  Which may your other Patients Teach To do as has done. Yours C:H  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 54-56 (rectos only) 
Stay Passenger and tho' within Nor Gold nor sparkling Gems are seen  Merrick, James ?  Written on the Window of a Thatched House  And banish'd from the Courts of Kings Has fix'd her Mansion here.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 115 
Stranger, or Guest, whome'er this Hallowed Grove Shall chance receive, where sweet Contentment Dwells  Edwards, Thomas  Sonnet. Wrote at the entrance of a Root-house in W--st Gardens. 1751.  Thou counts't as thine the good of all Mankind Then welcome Share the friendly Groves of W--st.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 175-176 
Tears Heliodora, on this tomb I shed. Small tho' the gift, and useless to the dead!  Anonymous  From the Greek of Mealeager, A Father's epitaph on his Daughter.  Whose deep recess no rude assaults invade, Safe in thy bossom lodge the spotless maid!  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 45 (recto only) 
The Lover oft, to please some faithless Dame, With Vulgar Presents feeds the dying Flame;  Yorke, Charles ?  To a Lady with Pope's works. 1747.  For Thee, thy sex no more he would have Scorn'd, Whose Soul is Virtue, by the Muse adorn'd.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 81 (recto only) 
The Maid that owns this humble stone, Was Scarce in yonder Hamlet known;  Anonymous  Wrote on a Grave-Stone in a Country Church-yard.  Bedew'd with many a Simple tear Shall Lay thy Village Virtues here.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 173 (recto only) 
The mind not Taught to think, no useful store To fix reflection, dreads the Vacant hour,  Anonymous  A Fragment. Taken out of Melmoths Active and retired Life, An Epistle.  Turn'd on itself, its numerous wants are seen, And all the mighty Void that Lyes within  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 175 (recto only) 
Thou dearest youth who taught me first to knw What real pleasure from a real friendship flow,  Hervey, John, Lord Hervey  To Mr: F---x at Florence  The to the Grave thy Poets Hearse, And Love his memory, as you Lov'd his verse.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 99-101 (rectos only) 
Thrice happy who free from ambition and pride In a rural retreat has a quiet fire side  Hawkins Browne, Isaac  The fire side, a pastoral soliloquy on Ld. G[ranvil]le, 1746  Thus the shepherd: then, throwing his crook away steals Direct to St. James's and takes up the seals  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 36-38 (rectos only) 
Thro' the close covert of the shady grove, One summer's day it was my chance to rove,  Anonymous  An Enigma  They'll hang for ever o'er my much lov'd Bust Till they themselve like me are turn'd to dust.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 74-76 (rectos only) 
Thy Shades, Vacuna, and thy verdant meads, The Seat of Heroes famed for valiant Deeds,  Yorke, Margaret  To The M---ss of G---y. 1747.  Shall be remov'd, Long may These Shades Obey The mild Commands of Her, whose name adorns this Lay.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 177-178 (rectos only) 
To soften ills, to heal a raging mind, To wean a heart to weakness much inclin'd  Anonymous  A letter from Abelard to Eloisa copied from the original manuscript.  Let but one silent tomb enclose a hapless pair And every earthly wish is buried there.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 21-24 (rectos only) 
To thee dear friend and to thy poor remains I dedicate my melancholy strains  Anonymous  On the Death of a Friend  And plac'd above the reach of pow'r or fate Scorns all the studi'd folly's of our human state  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 13-14 (rectos only) 
To w[ome]n now I bid my sad adieu And all the social bliss enjoy'd with you  Anonymous  Wrote by a Gentleman who was then going abroad in a publick character  This change unnatural no hope can give But with my friends with greater ease to live  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 27 (recto only) 
Tomorrow didst thou say? Me thought I heard Horatio say - tomorrow!  Cotton, Nathaniel  In Imitation of Dr: Young. [Latin epigraph]  The good Old Patriarach upon Record, Hold the Dear Angel fast untill he bless Thee.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 150-151 (rectos only) 
Tongue-doughty Pedant, whose ambitions mind, Prompts Thee beyond they native pitch to Soar,  Anonymous  A Sonnet upon Mr: Warburton. 1749.  Know, Who would comment well his Godlike Page Critic; must have a heart as well as head.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 170-171 (rectos only) 
Too well these lines that fatal truth declare, Which long I've known, yet now I blush to hear.  Hervey, John, Lord Hervey  The answer  Their maxims all revers'd I mean to prove, And tho' I like the lover, quit the love.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 72-74 (rectos only) 
Twas on a lofty Vase's side, Where China's gayest art had dy'd  Gray, Thomas  On a favourite Cat called Selima that fell into a China Cistern that had Gold Fish in it, and was Drown'd.  And heedless Heart, is lawful prize, Nor all that Glisters Gold.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 111-112 (rectos only) 
Twas thought of Old, the Reverence due to youth Allow'd no master but severest Truth;  Yorke, Charles  Prologue to Shakespear's first part of Henry the Fourth (Spoken at the same place, April 16th; 1748, the Anniversary of the Battle of Culloden.)  And may that heaven, which gave our Fears to cease, O'er bleeding Nations breathe the Balm of Peace.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 142-144 (rectos only) 
Welcome good Trincalo__the magic Glass Brought home the Farmer - What a Silly ass!  Yorke, Charles  Epilogue to be Spoken by Trincalo.  Unless these Arts humane our manners tame, Antonio, Trincalo, - 'tis much the Same.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 141-142 (rectos only) 
What anxious doubts distract the Lab'ring Breast Of one, who falls subdued by Beauty's Pow'rs?  Yorke, Charles ?  To a Lady. May 1747.  Suspected or dispis'd that Lover's Claim, Who knows dishonest Shame, or abject Fear.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 103-104 (rectos only) 
What is Prudery? 'tis a Beldam Seen with wit and beauty seldom,  Anonymous  Epigram  Tis an Ugly peevish shrew That laughs at Miss Lepel and You.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 115 (recto only) 
When pensive on that Portraiture I gaze, Where my four Brothers round about me stand,  Anonymous  Sonnet  Amidst our house's ruins I remain Single, unprop'd, and nodding to my fall.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 120 (recto only) 
While sullen Vulcan lab'ring at the ore Gives to the jarring World the glitt'ring Store  Anonymous  To Dr: W---r. To wrap up some Gold in a Purse work'd by a Lady for Dr: W---r. 1748  To hold dull Vulcan in her silken chains And force his Tribute to Apollo's Strains.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 146 (recto only) 
While sunk in deepest solitude and woe My streaming eyes with ceaseless sorrow flow  Anonymous  Sorrow a poem  My death shall give thee the desir'd release And lay me down in everlasting peace  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 25-27 (rectos only) 
Whilst I wond'rous tales unfold, Which you only must be told  Anonymous  Written in August 1741 to a Lady then in London upon her desiring a Gentleman to stop at her House in Kent on his return to England  Listen, Lady, and obey, Come, Belinda, come away  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 1-12 (rectos only) 
Whilst you my Lord by subtle tricks Some schemes of Love or Politicks  Anonymous  An ode: Ld: Le---r to Ld:Ch---d  In time you'll come to think like me And Love your Country Seat  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 57-58(rectos only) 
Why all this lavish ornament and trim Ship, if thou fear'st to launch into the sea?  Anonymous  An ode  The sea nymphs with their Queen aound her throng, And dancing waves salute their lovely guest.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 50 (recto only) 
With solid sense, in learning's robe array'd, Fancies gay light, thro' Reasons Sober Shade,  Anonymous  Epitaph. Design'd for the Monument of a Gentleman Late of Queens Colege Oxford.  Till pitying heav'n remov'd this last restraint, Destroy'd the Mortal, and reciev'd the Saint.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 165 (recto only) 
Ye sylvan scenes with artless beauty gay, Ye gentle Shades of Wickham say,  Lyttelton, George, 1st Baron ?  An Irregular Ode wrote by Mr: L---ton on his Wife, at Wickham, 1746  Has by his own Experience tried, How much the Wife is Dearer than the Bride.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 93-94 (rectos only) 
Ye weeping Muses, Graces, Virtues tell If since your all accomplish'd Sidney fell  Lyttelton, George, 1st Baron ?  On the Death of Captain Grenville  An age of Heroes kindled Sidney's fire His inborn worth alone could Grenville's deeds inspire.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 95 (recto only) 
Yes Clovis, I fly the chagrins of the Town, Against them, the forest's asylum I seek,  Anonymous  In imitation of Boileau.  Whilst I seek to improve it, I only amase, Oh come then, and I my lost hours shall retreive.  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 119  f. 118-120 (rectos only)