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# The Poems of Anne Countess of Winchilsea/A Letter to the Same Person

A LETTER TO THE SAME PERSON
Sure of Success, to You I boldly write
Whilst Love do's ev'ry tender Line endite;
Love, who is justly President of Verse,
Which all his Servants write, or else rehearse.
Phœbus (howe'er mistaken Poets dream)
Ne'er us'd a Verse, till Love became his Theme.
To his stray'd Son, still as his Passion rose,
He rais'd his hasty Voice in clam'rous Prose:
But when in Daphne he wou'd Love inspire,
He woo'd in Verse, set to his silver Lyre. 10   The Trojan Prince did pow'rful Numbers join
To sing of War; but Love was the Design:
And sleeping Troy again in Flames was drest,
To light the Fires in pitying Dido's Breast.   Love without Poetry's refining Aid
Is a dull Bargain, and but coarsely made;
Nor e'er cou'd Poetry successful prove,
Or touch the Soul, but when the Sense was Love.   Oh ! cou'd they both in Absence now impart
Skill to my Hand, but to describe my Heart; 20 Then shou'd you see impatient of your Stay
Soft Hopes contend with Fears of sad Delay ;
Love in a thousand fond Endearments there,
And lively Images of You appear.
But since the Thoughts of a Poetick Mind
Will never be to Syllables confin'd;
And whilst to fix. what is conceiv'd, we try,
The purer Parts evaporate and dye:
You must perform what they want force to do,
And think what your Ardelia thinks of you. 30
    October 21, 1690.
# The Poems of Anne Countess of Winchilsea/A Song upon a Punch Bowl

A SONG
For my B$^r$. Les: Finch. Upon a Punch Bowl
# The Poems of Anne Countess of Winchilsea/An Invocation to Sleep

AN INVOCATION TO SLEEP
How shall I wooe thee gentle rest,
To a sad Mind, with cares opress'd?
By what soft means, shall I invite
Thy Pow'rs into my Soul to night?
Yett, Gentle sleep, if thou wilt come,
Such darknesse shall prepare the Room,
As thy own Pallace ouerspreads,
(Thy Pallace, stor'd with peacefull Beds)
And Silence too, shall on thee waite
Deep, as in the Turkish State; 10 Whilst, still as Death, I will be found,
My arms, by one another bound;
And my dull lidds, so clos'd shall be
As if allready seal'd by thee.
Thus, I'll dispose the outward part,
Wou'd I cou'd quiet too my Heart.
But, in its overburthen'd stead
Behold I offer thee, my head;
My head, I better can comand,
And that, I bow beneath thy hand; 20 Nor do I think, that heretofore
Our first great Father, gaue thee more,
When, on a flow'ry bank, he lay,
And did thy strictest Laws obey:
For, to compose his louely Bride,
He yielded not alone his side,
But, if we judge by the event,
Half of his heart too, with itt went,
Which, waken' d drew him soon away
To Eve's fair bosome, where itt lay, 30 Pleas' d to admitt his rightfull claim
And tending, still, tow'rds whence itt came.
Then, gentle sleep, expect from mee
No more then I haue proffer'd thee;
For, if thou wilt not hear my Pray'rs,
Till I haue vanquish'd all my cares,
Thou 'lit stay, 'till kinder Death supplys thy place,
The surer Friend, tho' with the harsher face.
# The Poems of Anne Countess of Winchilsea/Ardelia's Answer to Ephelia

ARDELIA'S ANSWER TO EPHELIA,
who had invited her to come to her in town—reflecting on the Coquetterie and detracting humour of the Age
# The Poems of Anne Countess of Winchilsea/An Invitation to Dafnis

AN INVITATION TO DAFNIS
To leave his study and usual Employments,— Mathematicks Paintings, etc. and to take the Pleasures of the feilds with Ardelia
When such a day, blesst the Arcadian plaine,
Warm without Sun, and shady without rain,
Fann'd by an air, that scarsly bent the flowers,
Or wav'd the woodbines, on the summer bowers,
The Nymphs disorder'd beauty cou'd not fear,
Nor ruffling winds uncurl'd the Shepheards hair,
On the fresh grasse, they trod their measures light,
And a long Evening made, from noon, to night.
Come then my Dafnis, from those cares descend
Which better may the winter season spend. 10 Come, and the pleasures of the feilds, survey,
And throo' the groves, with your Ardelia stray.   Reading the softest Poetry, refuse,
To veiw the subjects of each rural muse ;
Nor lett the busy compasses go round,
When faery Cercles better mark the ground.
Rich Colours on the Vellum cease to lay,
When ev'ry lawne much nobler can display,
When on the daz'ling poppy may be seen
A glowing red, exceeding your carmine ; 20 And for the blew that o're the Sea is borne,
A brighter rises in our standing corn.
Come then, my Dafnis, and the feilds survey,
And throo' the groves, with your Ardelia stray.   Come, and lett Sansons World, no more engage,
Altho' he gives a Kingdom in a page;
O're all the Vniverse his lines may goe,
And not a clime, like temp'rate brittan show,
Come then, my Dafnis, and her feilds survey,
And throo' the groves, with your Ardelia stray. 30   Nor plead that you're immur'd, and cannot yield,
That mighty Bastions keep you from the feild,
Think not tho' lodg'd in Mons, or in Namur,
You're from my dangerous attacks secure.
No, Louis shall his falling Conquests fear,
When by succeeding Courriers he shall hear
Appollo, and the Muses, are drawn down,
To storm each fort, and take in ev'ry Town.
Vauban, the Orphean Lyre, to mind shall call,
That drew the stones to the old Theban Wall, 40 And make no doubt, if itt against him play,
They, from his works, will fly as fast away,
Which to prevent, he shall to peace persuade,
Of strong, confederate Syllables, affraid.
Come then, my Dafnis, and the fields survey,
And throo' the Groves, with your Ardelia stray.   Come, and attend, how as we walk along,
Each chearfull bird, shall treat us with a song,
Nott such as Fopps compose, where witt, nor art,
Nor plainer Nature, ever bear a part ; 50 The Cristall springs, shall murmure as we passe,
But not like Courtiers, sinking to disgrace ;
Nor, shall the louder Rivers, in their fall,
Like unpaid Saylers, or hoarse Pleaders brawle ;
But all shall form a concert to delight,
And all to peace, and all to love envite.
Come then, my Dafnis, and the feilds survey,
And throo' the Groves, with your Ardelia stray.
As Baucis and Philemon spent their lives,
Of husbands he, the happyest she, of wives,60 When throo' the painted meads, their way they sought,
Harmlesse in act, and unperplext in thought,
Lett us my Dafnis, rural joys persue,
And Courts, or Camps, not ev'n in fancy view.
So, lett us throo' the Groves, my Dafnis stray,
And so, the pleasures of the feilds, survey.
# The Poems of Anne Countess of Winchilsea/Ardelia to Melancholy

ARDELIA TO MELANCHOLY
At last, my old inveterate foe,
No opposition shalt thou know.
Since I by struggling, can obtain
Nothing, but encrease of pain,
I will att last, no more do soe,
Tho' I confesse, I have apply'd
Sweet mirth, and musick, and have try'd -
A thousand other arts beside,
To drive thee from my darken'd breast,
Thou, who hast banish'd all my rest. 10 But, though sometimes, a short repreive they gave,
Unable they, and far too weak, to save;
All arts to quell, did but augment thy force,
As rivers check'd, break with a wilder course.
Freindship, I to my heart have laid,
Freindship, th' applauded sov'rain aid,
And thought that charm so strong wou'd prove,
As to compell thee, to remove;
And to myself, I boasting said,
Now I a conqu'rer sure shall be, 20
The end of all my conflicts, see,
And noble tryumph, wait on me;
My dusky, sullen foe, will sure
N'er this united charge endure.
But leaning on this reed, ev'n whilst I spoke
It peirc'd my hand, and into peices broke.
Still, some new object, or new int'rest came
And loos'd the bonds, and quite disolv'd the claim.
These failing, I invok'd a Muse,
And Poetry wou'd often use, 30 To guard me from thy Tyrant pow'r;
And to oppose thee ev'ry hour
New troops of fancy's, did I chuse.
Alas! in vain, for all agree
To yeild me Captive up to thee,
And heav'n, alone, can sett me free.
Thou, through my life, wilt with me goe,
And make ye passage, sad, and slow.
All, that cou'd ere thy ill gott rule, invade,
Their uselesse arms, before thy feet have laid ; 40 The Fort is thine, now ruin'd, all within,
Whilst by decays without, thy Conquest too, is seen.
# The Poems of Anne Countess of Winchilsea/Fragment

FRAGMENT
So here confin'd, and but to female Clay,
Ardelia's Soul mistook the rightful Way:
Whilst the soft Breeze of Pleasure's tempting Air
Made her believe, Felicity was there ;
And basking in the warmth of early Time,
To vain Amusements dedicate her Prime.
Ambition next allur'd her tow'ring Eye;
For Paradice she heard was plac'd on high,
Then thought, the Court with all its glorious Show
Was sure above the rest, and Paradice below. 10 There plac'd too soon the flaming Sword appear'd
Remov'd those Pow'rs, whom justly she rever'd,
Adher'd too in their Wreck, and in their Ruin shar'd.
Now by the Wheels inevitable Round,
With them thrown prostrate to the humble Ground,
No more she takes (instructed by that Fall)
For fix'd, or worth her thought, this rolling Ball:
Tow'rds a more certain Station she aspires,
Unshaken by Revolts, and owns no less Desires.
But all in vain are Pray'rs, extatick Thoughts, 20 Recover'd Moments, and retracted Faults,
Retirement, which the World Moroseness calls,
Abandon'd Pleasures in Monastick Walls:
These, but at distance, towards that purpose tend,
The lowly Means to an exalted End;
Which He must perfect, who allots her Stay,
And That, accomplish'd, will direct the way.
Pity her restless Cares, and weary Strife,
And point some Issue to escaping Life;
Which so dismiss' d, no Pen or Human Speech 30 Th' ineffable Recess can ever teach:
Th' Expanse, the Light, the Harmony, the Throng,
The Bride's Attendance, and the Bridal Song,
The numerous Mansions, and th' immortal Tree,
No Eye, unpurg'd by Death, must ever see,
Or Waves which through that wond'rous City roll.
Rest then content, my too impatient Soul;
Observe but here the easie Precepts given,
Then wait with chearful hope, till Heaven be known in Heaven.
# The Poems of Anne Countess of Winchilsea/From the Muses at Parnassus

FROM THE MUSES, AT PARNASSUS
(a hill so call'd in Eastwell Park) to the Right Hon$^{ble}$ y$^e$ Ldy: Maidston on my Lord Winchilsea's Birth-day
UPON MY LORD WINCHILSEA'S CONVERTING THE MOUNT IN HIS GARDEN TO A TERRAS,
And other Alterations, and Improvements, In His House, Park, and Gardens
# The Poems of Anne Countess of Winchilsea/Mercury and the Elephant

POEMS
MERCURY AND THE ELEPHANT
A Prefatory Fable
# The Poems of Anne Countess of Winchilsea/On Affliction

ON AFF[L]ICTION
Wellcome, what e're my tender flesh may say,
Welcome affliction, to my reason, still;
Though hard, and ruged on that rock I lay
A sure foundation, which if rais'd with skill,
Shall compasse Babel's aim, and reach th' Almighty's hill.
Wellcome the rod, that does adoption shew,
The cup, whose wholsome dregs are giv'n me here ;
There is a day behind, if God be true,
When all these Clouds shall passe, & heav'n be clear,
When those whom most they shade, shall shine most glorious there.
Affliction is the line, which every Saint
Is measured by, his stature taken right;
So much itt shrinks, as they repine or faint,
But if their faith and Courage stand upright,
By that is made the Crown, and the full robe of light.
# The Poems of Anne Countess of Winchilsea/On Myselfe

ON MYSELFE
Good Heav'n, I thank thee, since it was design'd
I shou'd be fram'd, but of the weaker kinde,
That yet, my Soul, is rescu'd from the Love
Of all those Trifles, which their Passions move.
Pleasures, and Praise, and Plenty haue with me
But their just value. If allow' d they be,
Freely, and thankfully as much I tast,
As will not reason, or Religion wast.
If they're deny'd, I on my selfe can Liue,
And slight those aids, unequal chance does give.
When in the Sun, my wings can be display'd,
And in retirement, I can bless the shade.
# The Poems of Anne Countess of Winchilsea/The Appology

THE APPOLOGY
'Tis true I write and tell me by what Rule
I am alone forbid to play the fool
To follow through the Groves a wand'ring Muse
And fain'd Idea's for my pleasures chuse
Why shou'd it in my Pen be held a fault
Whilst Mira paints her face, to paint a thought
Whilst Lamia to the manly Bumper flys
And borrow'd Spiritts sparkle in her Eyes Why shou'd itt be in me a thing so vain To heat with Poetry my colder Brain But I write ill and there-fore shou'd forbear
Does Flavia cease now at her fortieth year
In ev'ry Place to lett that face be seen
Which all the Town rejected at fifteen
Each Woman has her weaknesse ; mind [sic] indeed
Is still to write tho' hoplesse to succeed
Nor to the Men is this so easy found
Ev'n in most Works with which the Witts abound
(So weak are all since our first breach with Heav'n)
Ther's lesse to be Applauded then forgiven.
# The Poems of Anne Countess of Winchilsea/The Consolation

THE CONSOLATION
See, Phœbus breaking from the willing skies,
See, how the soaring Lark, does with him rise,
And through the air, is such a journy borne
As if she never thought of a return.
Now, to his noon, behold him proudly goe,
And look with scorn, on all that's great below.
A Monark he, and ruler of the day,
A fav'rite She, that in his beams does play.
Glorious, and high, but shall they ever bee,
Glorious, and high, and fixt where now we see?
No, both must fall, nor can their stations keep,
She to the Earth, and he below the Deep,
At night both fall, but the swift hand of time
Renews the morning, and again they climb,
Then lett no cloudy change, create my sorrow,
I'll think 'tis night, and I may rise to-morrow.
# The Poems of Anne Countess of Winchilsea/The Bargain: A Song

THE BARGAIN
A Song in dialogue between Bacchus and Cupid
# The Poems of Anne Countess of Winchilsea/The Goute and Spider

THE GOUTE AND SPIDER
A Fable
Imitated from Mon$^{sr}$. de la Fontaine And Inscribed to Mr. Finch After his first Fitt of that Distemper
# The Poems of Anne Countess of Winchilsea/The Introduction, "Did I My Lines"

INTRODUCTION
# The Poems of Anne Countess of Winchilsea/The Losse

THE LOSSE
She sighd', but soon, itt mix'd with comon air,
Too fleet a witnesse, for her deep dispair;
She wept, but tears, no lasting greif can show,
For tears will fail, and ebb, as well as flow.
She wou'd her tongue, to the sad subject force,
But all great passions, are above discourse.
Thy heart alone, Ardelia, with itt trust,
There grave itt deep, alas! 'twill fall to dust,
Vrania is no more, to me no more,
All these combin'd, can n'er that losse deplore.
# The Poems of Anne Countess of Winchilsea/The Spleen

THE SPLEEN
A Pindarik Poem
# The Poems of Anne Countess of Winchilsea/To Mr. F., now Earl of W.

The hasty Summons was allow'd;
And being well-bred, they rose and bow'd,
And said, they'd poste away;
That well they did Ardelia know,
And that no Female's Voice below
They sooner wou'd obey:   That many of that rhiming Train,
On like Occasions, sought in vain 20 Their Industry t' excite;
But for Ardelia all they'd leave:
Thus flatt'ring can the Muse deceive,
And wheedle us to write.   Yet, since there was such haste requir'd ;
To know the Subject 'twas desir'd,
On which they must infuse;
That they might temper Words and Rules,
And with their Counsel carry Tools,
As Country-Doctors use. 30   Wherefore to cut off all Delays,
'Twas soon reply'd, a Husband's Praise
(Tho' in these looser Times)
Ardelia gladly wou'd rehearse
A Husband's, who indulg'd her Verse,
And now requir'd her Rimes.   A Husband! eccho'd all around:
And to Parnassus sure that Sound
Had never yet been sent ;
Amazement in each Face was read, 40 In haste th' affrighted Sisters fled,
And unto Council went.
Erato cry'd, since Grizel's Days,
Since Troy-Town pleas'd, and Chivey-chace,
No such Design was known ;
And 'twas their Bus'ness to take care,
It reach'd not to the publick Ear,
Or got about the Town:   Nor came where Evening Beaux were met
O'er Billet-doux and Chocolate, 50 Lest it destroy'd the House ;
For in that Place, who cou'd dispence
(That wore his Cloaths with common Sense)
With mention of a Spouse?
'Twas put unto the Vote at last,
And in the Negative it past,
None to her Aid shou'd move;
Yet since Ardelia was a Friend,
Excuses 'twas agreed to send,
Which plausible might prove:60   That Pegasus of late had been
So often rid thro' thick and thin,
With neither Fear nor Wit ;
In Panegyrick been so spurr'd,
He cou'd not from the Stall be stirr'd,
Nor wou'd endure the Bit.
Melpomene had given a Bond,
By the new House alone to stand,
And write of War and Strife;
Thalia, she had taken Fees,70 And Stipends from the Patentees,
And durst not for her Life.
Urania only lik'd the Choice ;
Yet not to thwart the publick Voice,
She whisp'ring did impart:
They need no Foreign Aid invoke,
No help to draw a moving Stroke,
Who dictate from the Heart.   Enough ! the pleas'd Ardelia cry'd ;
And slighting ev'ry Muse beside,80 Consulting now her Breast,
Perceiv'd that ev'ry tender Thought,
Which from abroad she'd vainly sought,
Did there in Silence rest:   And shou'd unmov'd that Post maintain,
Till in his quick Return again,
Met in some neighb'ring Grove,
(Where Vice nor Vanity appear)
Her Flavio them alone might hear,
In all the Sounds of Love. 90
For since the World do's so despise
Hymen's Endearments and its Ties,
They shou'd mysterious be ;
Till We that Pleasure too possess
(Which makes their fancy'd Happiness)
Of stollen Secrecy.
A LETTER TO THE SAME PERSON
Sure of Success, to You I boldly write
Whilst Love do's ev'ry tender Line endite;
Love, who is justly President of Verse,
Which all his Servants write, or else rehearse.
Phœbus (howe'er mistaken Poets dream)
# The Poems of Anne Countess of Winchilsea/To My Sister Ogle

TO MY SISTER OGLE, DEC$^{BR}$ 31, 1688
# The Poems of Anne Countess of Winchilsea/To Mr. Pope

TO MR. POPE
# The Poems of Anne Countess of Winchilsea/Upon my Lord Winchilsea's Converting the Mount

UPON MY LORD WINCHILSEA'S CONVERTING THE MOUNT IN HIS GARDEN TO A TERRAS,
And other Alterations, and Improvements, In His House, Park, and Gardens
# The Poems of Anne Countess of Winchilsea/Upon the Death of Lord Maidstone

UPON THE DEATH OF THE RIGHT HONORABLE WILLIAM LORD MAIDSTON
# To Mr. Pope (Finch)

Anne Finch was the Countess of Winchilsea
* "To Mr. Pope", in The Works of Alexander Pope (1717)
* "To Mr. Pope", in The Poems of Anne Countess of Winchilsea (1903), edited by Myra Reynolds
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# Executive Order 14227

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Donald Trump's eighty-first executive order of his second presidency, originally published on March 2, 2025 by the White House. Published as Executive Order 14227 on March 6, 2025 in the Federal Register. Scan: Index:Executive Order 14227.pdf
Signed by President Donald Trump Sunday, March 2, 2025
Federal Register page & date: 90 FR 11371, Thursday, March 6, 2025
​Executive Order 14227 of March 2, 2025
Amendment to Duties To Address the Situation at Our Southern Border
By the authority vested in me as President by the Constitution and the laws of the United States of America, including the International Emergency Economic Powers Act (50 U.S.C. 1701 et seq.), the National Emergencies Act (50 U.S.C. 1601 et seq.), section 604 of the Trade Act of 1974, as amended (19 U.S.C. 2483), and section 301 of title 3, United States Code, I hereby determine and order:
Section 1. Amendment. Executive Order 14194 of February 1, 2025 (Imposing Duties to Address the Situation at Our Southern Border), as amended by Executive Order 14198 of February 3, 2025 (Progress on the Situation at Our Southern Border), is further amended by revising section 2(g) to read as follows:
’’(g) Duty-free de minimis treatment under 19 U.S.C. 1321 is available for otherwise eligible covered articles described in subsection (a) of this section. Such duty-free de minimis treatment shall cease to be available for such otherwise eligible covered articles upon notification by the Secretary of Commerce to the President that adequate systems are in place to fully and expeditiously process and collect tariff revenue applicable pursuant to subsection (a) of this section for covered articles otherwise eligible for de minimis treatment.’’
Sec. 2. General Provisions. (a) Nothing in this order shall be construed to impair or otherwise affect:
(b) This order shall be implemented consistent with applicable law and subject to the availability of appropriations.
​(c) This order is not intended to, and does not, create any right or benefit, substantive or procedural, enforceable at law or in equity by any party against the United States, its departments, agencies, or entities, its officers, employees, or agents, or any other person.
THE WHITE HOUSE, March 2, 2025.
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# Executive Order 14228

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Donald Trump's eighty-second executive order of his second presidency, originally published on March 3, 2025 by the White House. Published as Executive Order 14228 on March 7, 2025 in the Federal Register. Scan: Index:Executive Order 14228.pdf
Signed by President Donald Trump Monday, March 3, 2025
Federal Register page & date: 90 FR 11463, Friday, March 7, 2025
​Executive Order 11463 of March 7, 2025
Further Amendment to Duties Addressing the Synthetic Opioid Supply Chain in the People’s Republic of China
By the authority vested in me as President by the Constitution and the laws of the United States of America, including the International Emergency Economic Powers Act (50 U.S.C. 1701 et seq.) (IEEPA), the National Emergencies Act (50 U.S.C. 1601 et seq.), section 604 of the Trade Act of 1974, as amended (19 U.S.C. 2483), and section 301 of title 3, United States Code, I hereby determine and order:
Section 1. Background. With Executive Order 14195 of February 1, 2025 (Imposing Duties to Address the Synthetic Opioid Supply Chain in the People’s Republic of China), I determined that the failure of the Government of the People’s Republic of China (PRC) to act to blunt the sustained influx of synthetic opioids, including fentanyl, flowing from the PRC to the United States constituted an unusual and extraordinary threat, which has its source in substantial part outside the United States, to the national security, foreign policy, and economy of the United States. To address that threat, I invoked my authority under section 1702(a)(1)(B) of IEEPA to impose ad valorem tariffs on articles that are products of the PRC, as defined by the Federal Register notice described in section 2(d) of Executive Order 14195, as amended by Executive Order 14200 of February 5, 2025 (Amendment to Duties Addressing the Synthetic Opioid Supply Chain in the People’s Republic of China).
Pursuant to section 3 of Executive Order 14195, I have determined that the PRC has not taken adequate steps to alleviate the illicit drug crisis through cooperative enforcement actions, and that the crisis described in Executive Order 14195 has not abated.
Sec. 2. Amendment. In recognition of the fact that the PRC has not taken adequate steps to alleviate the illicit drug crisis, section 2(a) of Executive Order 14195 is hereby amended by striking the words "10 percent" and inserting in lieu thereof the words "20 percent".
Sec. 3. General Provisions. (a) Nothing in this order shall be construed to impair or otherwise affect:
(b) This order shall be implemented consistent with applicable law and subject to the availability of appropriations.
​(c) This order is not intended to, and does not, create any right or benefit, substantive or procedural, enforceable at law or in equity by any party against the United States, its departments, agencies, or entities, its officers, employees, or agents, or any other person.
THE WHITE HOUSE, March 3, 2025.
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