. Un essai sur la littérature: Ou, une enquête sur l'antiquité et l'original des lettres; prouvant que les deux tableaux, écrits par le doigt de Dieu dans le Mont Sinaï, était la première écriture dans le monde, et que tous les autres alphabets dérivent de l'hébreu; avec une vue courte des méthodes faites usage de par les antients pour fournir le besoin de lettres avant, et d'améliorer l'utilisation d'eux, après qu'ils ont été connus . V^?v J%S /y* JZ^*V5jj?* V^?W --J** +*£* *^» ^ SONNET imité de f SPENCER. CHloes aussi froid que la glace, toute la journée, et je ftill brûler comme le feu;Pourquoi ses Coldnefs fondre awayBefore mon chaud feu ? Ou pourquoi

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. An essay upon literature: or, An enquiry into the antiquity and original of letters; proving that the two tables, written by the finger of God in Mount Sinai, was the first writing in the world, and that all other alphabets derive from the Hebrew ; with a short view of the methods made use of by the antients to supply the want of letters before, and improve the use of them, after they were known . V^?v J%S /y* JZ^*V5jj?* V^?w --J** +*£* *^» ^ SONNET Imitated From f SPENCER. CHloes as cold as Ice, all Day, And I ftill burn like Fire;Why dont her Coldnefs melt awayBefore my warm Defire ? Or why is not my fervent fi/^Checkd by her chilling Ice; But I grow hotter^ as I gaze, The Flames much ftronger rife. X 2 Strange! i<*4 POEMS ON Strange! that by Fire, which fofiens all, More Hardnefs Ice fhould take, And Ice, where-e er it chance to fall, A fudden Flame fhould make. But fuch is Loves prevailing Force, In ev ry gentle Mind; It alters all whole Natures Courfe, And rules in ev ry Kind. eJ&7^ <M53a5 (fjy^h. EPI, SEVERAL OCCASIONS, itf; ^QQ0QQSGQQSQ0CQ0£Q05Q05Q03QQ coecoooeecoxoeboeooeeoeGOO1 .- EPIGRAM O N A mm yfi BLIND MAN In Love with a FINE LADY. SR. Fopliris blind, yet feels the Lovers Smart, Tis hard indeed to loofe both Eyes and Heart:But does he think to keep fo rich a Prize, When Argus faild, who had a hundred Eyes ?Come, come, Sr. Foplin! either loofe your Chain, Or elfe go, get a Brace of Eyes again. t< tj r? 166 P O E M S O N THE Simple MAID. B « Lou%eltnda one Day, as (lie lay on the Plain, Was furprisd in her Bread with a tickling Pain, She had often heard talk of a SeafonOf Preffing, Careffing, Of Hugging and Sighing, Of Melting and Dying, But never knew what was the 1{eajon. As Bumkinet chancd to be ftroling that Way, He tumbld and towzld the Lafs as fhe lay, And SEVERAL OCCASIONS. 167 And told her that this was the Sea/onOfPreffing, Careffing, Of Hugging and Sighing, Of Melting and Dying jShe likd it, as fomething offyafon. When the Towzling was over, up

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