English poetry

Poems in English

An Epitaph

ENOUGH; and leave the rest to Fame! ‘Tis to commend her, but to name. Courtship which, living, she declined, When […]

The Garden

How vainly men themselves amaze To win the Palm, the Oke, or Bayes; And their uncessant Labours see Crown’d from […]

On Mr. Milton’s Paradise Lost

When I beheld the Poet blind, yet bold, In slender Book his vast Design unfold, Messiah Crown’d, Gods Reconcil’d Decree, […]

The Coronet

When for the Thorns with which I long, too long, With many a piercing wound, My Saviours head have crown’d, […]

The Mower To The Glo-Worms

Ye living Lamps, by whose dear light The Nightingale does sit so late, And studying all the Summer-night, Her matchless […]

Damon The Mower

Heark how the Mower Damon Sung, With love of Juliana stung! While ev’ry thing did seem to paint The Scene […]


You, that decipher out the Fate Of humane Off-springs from the Skies, What mean these Infants which of late Spring […]

The Mower Against Gardens

Luxurious Man, to bring his Vice in use, Did after him the World seduce: And from the Fields the Flow’rs […]

Cromwell’s Return

An Horatian Ode upon Cromwell’s Return From Ireland The forward youth that would appear Must now forsake his muses dear, […]

First Anniversary

Like the vain curlings of the watery maze, Which in smooth streams a sinking weight does raise, So Man, declining […]

To Christina, Queen of Sweden

Verses to accompany a portrait of Cromwell Bright Martial Maid, Queen of the frozen zone, The northern pole supports thy […]

In Effigiem Oliveri Cromwell

Haec est quae toties Inimicos Umbra fugavit, At sub qua Cives Otia lenta terunt. In eandem Reginae Sueciae transmissam Bellipotens […]

Eyes And Tears

How wisely Nature did decree, With the same Eyes to weep and see! That, having view’d the object vain, They […]

Blake’s Victory

On the Victory Obtained by Blake over the Spaniards in the Bay of Santa Cruz, in the Island of Tenerife, […]

Thoughts in a Garden

HOW vainly men themselves amaze To win the palm, the oak, or bays, And their uncessant labours see Crown’d from […]

The Match

Nature had long a Treasure made Of all her choisest store; Fearing, when She should be decay’d, To beg in […]


Where the remote Bermudas ride In th’ Oceans bosome unespy’d, From a small Boat, that row’d along, The listning Winds […]

The Character Of Holland

Holland, that scarce deserves the name of Land, As but th’Off-scouring of the Brittish Sand; And so much Earth as […]

A Poem Upon The Death Of O. C

That Providence which had so long the care Of Cromwell’s head, and numbred ev’ry hair, Now in its self (the […]

The Gallery

Clora come view my Soul, and tell Whether I have contriv’d it well. Now all its several lodgings lye Compos’d […]

The Definition Of Love

My love is of a birth as rare As ’tis for object strange and high: It was begotten by Despair […]

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