Was it for this the sun's whole lustre fail'd, And sudden midnight o'er the Moon prevail'd! For this did Heav'n display to mortal eyes Aerial knights, and combats in the skies! Was it for this Northumbrian streams look'd red! And Thames driv'n backwards shew'd his secret bed! False Auguries! th'insulting victors scorn! Ev'n our own prodigies against us turn! O portents constru'd, on our side in vain! Let never Tory trust eclipse again! Run clear, ye fountains! be at peace, ye skies; And Thames, henceforth to thy green borders rise! An Ode, occasioned by his excellency the earl of Stanhope's Voyage to France. A Prologue to the University of Oxford. Thoughts occasioned by the sight of an original picture of King Charles the 1st, taken at the time of his Trial. A Fragment of a Poem, on Hunting. A Description of the Phoenix, from Claudian. To a Lady; with the Description of the Phoenix. Part of the Fourth Book of Lucan translated. The First Book of Homer's Iliad. Kensington-Gardens. Several Epistles and Odes. This translation was published much about the same time with Mr. Pope's. But it will not bear a comparison; and Mr. Tickell cannot receive a greater injury, than to have his verses placed in contradistinction to Pope's. Mr. Melmoth, in his Letters, published under the name of Fitz Osborne, has produced some parallel passages, little to the advantage of Mr. Tickell, who if he fell greatly short of the elegance and beauty of Pope, has yet much exceeded Mr. Congreve, in what he has attempted of Homer. In the life of Addison, some farther particulars concerning this translation are related; and Sir Richard Steele, in his dedication of the Drummer to Mr. Congreve, gives it as his opinion, that Addison was himself the author. These translations, published at the same time, were certainly meant as rivals to one another. We cannot convey a more adequate idea of this, than in the words of Mr. Pope, in a Letter to James Craggs, Esq.; dated July the 15th, 1715. 'Sir,