and which I cannot well omit, is what I wou'd desire the Author to apply
to his own Censure of _Monosyllables_, they are these which follow;

Then since you now have done your worst,
Pray leave me where you found me first.

Part of the seventh Epistle of the first Book of _Horace_
imitated, and address'd to a noble Peer, _p. ult_.

After so many Authorities of the Gentlemen, these few Instances from
some of our Female Poets, may I hope be permitted to take place. I will
begin with Mrs. _Philips_ on the Death of the Queen of _Bohemia_;

Over all Hearts and her own Griefs she reign'd.

And on the Marriage of the Lord _Dungannon_,

May the vast Sea for your sake quit his Pride,
And grow so smooth, while on his Breast you ride,
As may not only bring you to your Port,
But shew how all things do your Virtues court.

To _Gilbert_ Lord Archbishop of _Canterbury_,

That the same Wing may over her be cast,
Where the best Church of all the World is plac'd.

Mrs. _Wharton_ upon the Lamentations of _Jeremiah_;

Behold those Griefs which no one can repeat,