Richard Savage Poems
|1.||The Wanderer: A Vision: Canto IV||4/21/2010|
|2.||The Convocation: A Poem||4/21/2010|
|3.||Of Public Spirit In Regard To Public Works: An Epistle, To His Royal Highness Frederick Prince of Wa||4/21/2010|
|4.||A poem, Sacred to the Glorious memory of King George||4/21/2010|
|5.||The Authors: A Satire||4/21/2010|
|6.||A Poem: To The Memory of Mrs. Oldfield||4/21/2010|
|7.||An Epistle Of The Right Honourable Sir Robert Walpole||4/21/2010|
|8.||Nature in Perfection||4/21/2010|
|9.||The Progress Of A Divine: Satire||4/21/2010|
|10.||The Wanderer: A Vision: Canto I||4/21/2010|
|11.||The Wanderer: A Vision: Canto II||4/21/2010|
|12.||The Wanderer: A Vision: Canto III||4/21/2010|
|13.||The Wanderer: A Vision: Canto V||4/21/2010|
|14.||Verses Occasioned By The Right Honourable The Lady Viscountess Tyrconnel's Recovery At Bath||4/21/2010|
The Authors: A Satire
Bright Arts, abus'd, like Gems, receive their Flaws;
Physick has Quacks, and Quirks obscure the Laws.
Fables to shade Historic Truths combine,
And the dark Sophist dims the Text Divine.
The Art of Reasoning in Religion's Cause,
By Superstition's Taint a Blindness draws.
The Art of Thinking Free (Man's noblest Aim!)
Turns, in Half-thinking Souls, his equal Shame.
Colours, ill-mingled, coarse, and lifeless grow!