William Shenstone. 1714-1763

Whoe'er has travell'd life's dull round,
Where'er his stages may have been,
May sigh to think he still has found
The warmest welcome at an inn.[379:4]

Written on a Window of an Inn.

So sweetly she bade me adieu,

I thought that she bade me return.

A Pastoral. Part i.

I have found out a gift for my fair;

I have found where the wood-pigeons breed.

A Pastoral. Part i.

My banks they are furnish'd with bees,

Whose murmur invites one to sleep.

A Pastoral. Part ii. Hope.

For seldom shall she hear a tale

So sad, so tender, and so true.

Jemmy Dawson.

Her cap, far whiter than the driven snow,

Emblems right meet of decency does yield.

The Schoolmistress. Stanza 6.

Pun-provoking thyme.

The Schoolmistress. Stanza 11.

A little bench of heedless bishops here,

And there a chancellor in embryo.

The Schoolmistress. Stanza 28.