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EPISTLES PANEGYRICAL AND GALLANT.

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Page I.

THE Fleminead; or Female
Genius

I II. On the Female Right to Literature

17 II. To the Prince of Orange, on

his passing through Oxford 24 IV. TO Mr. Pope. By Walter Harte, M. A.

26 v. To Dean Swift, on his BirthDay

29 VI. To the Right Hon. the Lady

Margaret Cavendish Yarley 32 VII. To a Lady, sent with a pre

sent of Shells and Stones 34 VIII. To a Lady, in answer to a

Letter written in a very fine

Hand IX. To a Lady, on a Landscape of her drawing

40 X. To a young Lady who paints very well, &c.

43 XI. TO Miss Charlotte Collins, of Winchester

45 XII. To a young Lady, with

Fontenelle's Plurality of World3 47 XIII. To a Friend. By Mrs. Carter 52 XIV. TO Myrtilis. The New Year's Offering

53 XV. To a young Lady, on her

playing upon the Harpsichord 57 XVI. To Mrs. Crewe

59 XVII. To the Rt. Hon. H. Pelham 61 XVII. On the Royal Nuptials 64 XIX. On the death of K. Geo. II.

and Accession of K. Geo. ill. 68 XX. On the Marriage of King

George III. and Q. Charlotte 73 XXI. TO Mr. Whitehead, on his

being made Poet-Laureat 77 XXII. To Mr. Garrick

80 XXIII. Nature to Dr. Hoadly 85 XXIV. To Mr. Garrick, on his

erecting a Statue to Shakspere 87 XXV. To Mr. Garrick, on re

ceiving his Portrait painted by
Mr. Dance

90 XXVI. To David Garrick, Esq. at Mount Edgcumbe

92 XXVII. Mr. Garrick's Answer 94 XXVIII. Upon Mr. Mason's

taking Orders XXIX. TO Mr. Garrick on meet

ing him at Mr. Rigby's 98 XXX. Mr. Garrick's Answer 13 XXXI. TO Colonel (afterwards Lord) Clive

103 XXXII. Dennis to Mr. Thomson 105 XXXIII. To Sir Godfrey Kneller 106 XXXIV. To the Duke of Marlburough

108 XXXV. To Lord Carteret III XXXVI. On Sir Robert Walpole's Birtb-Day

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Page XXXVII. To his Grace the Duke of Argyll

118 XXXVIII. To the Author of a

Panegyric on Mrs. G. Butler 119 XXXIX. By the Rt. Hon. the

Earl of Carlisle on his School-
Fellows while at Eton

121 XL. To the Earl of Carlisle, oc

casioned by the preceding XLI. TO Mr. Congreve. Ву Mr. Steele

126 XLII. To the Author of Clarissa 129 XLIII. To Mi's. Bindon. Ву

the Hon. Sir C. H. Williams,
Bart.

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XLIV. Mrs. Bindon's Answer 135
XLV. Sir Charles's Reply 137
XLVI.
To a Lady

133 XLVII. To Lady Mary Cham. bers

139 XLVIII. To the Lady Marchioness Grey

141 XLIX. To a Lady, with a Present of Pope's Works

143 L. To a Lady. Sent her with Lord

Lansdowne's Heroic
Love

145 LI. To a Lady, with a Book of Morality

147 LII. To three amiable Sisters

149 LIII. To a young Lady, on pre

senting the Author with a
Lock of her Hair

151 LIV. To a Lady making a Pin Basket

153 LV. To a Lady, with a pair of Gloves

156 LVI. To a Lady, with a Bough of an Orange Tree

157 LVII. Written at the request of

a Gentleman to whom a Lady
had given a Sprig ot Myrtle

159 LVIII. To a Lady, with a present of a Knife

16 LIX. From a Gentleman, on the

late Anniversary of his Wed-
ding-Day

162 LX. To a young Lady, on seeing her dance

164 LXI. Lo a Lady, on asking the

author's opinion of Friendship 166 LXII. To a Lady. By the Rev. S. Henley

167 LXIII. Tó Lord Hervey. By M, De Voltaire

169 LXIV. A Birth-day Offering to a young Lady

170 LXV. To Corinna. By Lord Nugent

175 LXVI. To Camilla. By the same 176 LXVII. To Clarissa. By the same 179

Notes on Epistles Panegyrical
and Gallant

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EPISTLES

PANEGYRICAL AND GALLANT.

EPISTLE I.

THE

FEMINEAD:

OR,
FEMALE GENIUS.

ADDRESSED TO
MR. RICHARDSON,
Author of Pamela, Clarissa, and Grandison.

BY JOHN DUNCOMBE, M. A.

WRITTEN IN THE YEAR MDCCLI.

Shall lordly man, the theme of every lay,
Usurp the muse's tributary bay?
In kingly state on Pindus' summit sit,
Tyrant of verse, and arbiter of wit?
By Salic law the female right deny,
And view their genius with regardless eye ?
Justice forbid! and every muse inspire
To sing the glories of a sister-choir !
Rise, rise, bold swain; and to the listening grove
Resound the praises of the sex you love; 10

Tell how, adorn'd with every charm, they shine,
In mind and person equally divine,
'Till man, no more to female merit blind,
Admire the person, but adore the mind,

To these weak strains, O thou! the sex's friend And constant patron, Richardson! attend ! Thou, who so oft with pleas'd, but anxious care, Hast watch'd the dawning genius of the fair, With wonted smiles wilt hear thy friend display The various graces of the female lay ; 20 Studious from folly's yoke their minds to free, And aid the generous cause espous'd by thee.

Long o'er the world did Prejudice maintain,
By sounds like these, her undisputed reign :
“ Woman! she cried, to thee, indulgent heaven
Has all the charms of outward beauty given :
Be thine the boast, unrival'd, to enslave
The great, the wise, the witty, and the brave;
Deck'd with the Paphian rose's damask glow,
And the vale-lily's vegetable snow,

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Be thine, to move majestic in the dance,
To roll the eye, and aim the tender glance,
Or touch the strings, and breathe the melting song,
Content to emulate that airy throng,
Who to the sun their painted plumes display,
And gaily glitter on the hawthorn spray,

Or wildly warble in the beechen grove,
Careless of aught but music, joy, and love."

Heavens! could such artful, slavish sounds beguile The freeborn sons of Britain's polish’d'isle ?

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Could they, like fam’d Ulysses' dastard crew,
Attentive listen, and enamor'd view,
Nor drive the Syren to that dreary plain,
In loathsome pomp, where eastern tyrants reign ;
Where each fair neck the yoke of slavery galls,
Clos'd in a proud seraglio's gloomy walls,
And taught, that levell’d with the brutal kind,
Nor sense, nor souls to women are assign'd.

Our British nymphs with happier omens rove, At freedom's call, thro' wisdom's sacred grove, 30 And, as with lavish hand each sister grace Shapes the fair form, and regulates the face, Each sister muse, in blissful union join'd, Adorns, improves, and beautifies the mind. Even now fond fancy in our polish'd land Assembled shows a blooming, studious band : With various arts our reverence they engage, Some turn the tuneful, some the moral page, These, led by Contemplation, soar on high, And range the heavens with philosophic eye;.

bo While those, surrounded by a vocal choir, The canvas tinge, or touch the warbling lyre.

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