At dead of night imperial reason sleeps,
  And fancy with her train loose revels keeps: 
  Then airy phantoms a mixt scene display,
  Of what we heard, or saw, or wish’d by day;
  For memory those images retains
  Which passion form’d, and still the strongest reigns,
  Huntsmen renew the chase they lately run;
  And generals fight again their battles won. 
  Spectres and furies haunt the murth’rers dreams;
  Grants, or disgraces, are the courtiers themes. 
  The miser spies a thief, or some new hoard,
  The cit’s a knight, the sycophant a lord. 
  Thus fancy’s in the wild distraction lost
  With what we most abhor, or covet most. 
  But of all passions that our dreams controul,
  Love prints the deepest image in the soul;
  For vigorous fancy, and warm blood dispense
  Pleasures so lively, that they rival sense. 
  Such are the transports of a willing maid,
  Not yet by time and place to act betray’d. 
  Whom spies, or some faint virtue force to fly
  That scene of joy, which yet she dies to try. 
  ’Till fancy bawds, and by mysterious charms
  Brings the dear object to her longing arms;
  Unguarded then she melts, acts fierce delight,
  And curses the returns of envious light. 
  In such bless’d dreams Biblis enjoys a flame;
  Which waking she detests, and dares not name. 
  Ixion gives a loose to his wild love,
  And in his airy visions cuckolds Jove. 
  Honours and state before this phantom fall;
  For sleep, like death its image, equals all.

Our author likewise wrote some political pieces in prose, particularly an Essay on the present Interest of England, 1701.  To which are added, The Proceedings of the House of Commons in 1677, upon the French King’s Progress in Flanders.  This piece is reprinted in Cogan’s Collection of Tracts, called Lord Somers’s Collection.

[Footnote A:  And likewise of another work of the same kind, in two volumes also, published by one Cogan.]

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Major Richardson Pack,

This gentleman was the son of John Pack, of Stocke-Ash in Suffolk, esq; who in the year 1697 was high sheriff of that county.  He had his early education at a private country school, and was removed from thence to Merchant Taylor’s, where he received his first taste of letters; for he always reckoned that time which he spent at the former school as lost, since he had only contracted bad habits, and was obliged to unlearn what had been taught him there.

At the age of sixteen he was removed to St. John’s College in Oxford.  About eighteen his father entered him of the Middle Temple, designing him for the profession of the Law; and by the peculiar indulgence of the treasurer, and benchers of that honourable society, he was at eight Terms standing admitted barrister, when he had not much exceeded the age of 20.  But a sedentary studious life agreeing as ill with