On a young Lady Whose LORD was Travelling
NO sooner I pronounced Celindas name, But Troops of wing’d Pow’rs did chant the fame: Not those the Poets Bows […]
Author: Anne Killigrew
TO My Lord Colrane, In Answer to his Complemental Verses sent me under the Name of CLEANOR
LOng my dull Muse in heavy slumbers lay, Indulging Sloth, and to soft Ease gave way, Her Fill of Rest […]
On Death
TEll me thou safest End of all our Woe, Why wreched Mortals do avoid thee so: Thou gentle drier o’th’ […]
Cloris Charmes Dissolved by EUDORA
NOt that thy Fair Hand Should lead me from my deep Dispaire, Or thy Love, Cloris, End my Care, And […]
To my Lady Berkeley, Afflicted upon her Son, My Lord BERKELEY’s Early Engaging in the Sea-Service
SO the renowned Ithacensian Queen In Tears for her Telemachus was seen, When leaving Home, he did attempt the Ire […]
On the Birth-Day of Queen Katherine
WHile yet it was the Empire of the Night, And Stars still check’r’d Darkness with their Light, From Temples round […]
Alexandreis
I Sing the Man that never Equal knew, Whose Mighty Arms all Asia did subdue, Whose Conquests through the spacious […]
Penelope to Ulysses
REturn my dearest Lord, at length return, Let me no longer your sad absence mourn, Ilium in Dust, does no […]
ON THE Dutchess of Grafton Under the Name of Alinda
A SONG. I. TH’ambitious Eye that seeks alone, Where Beauties Wonders most are shown; Of all that bounteous Heaven displays, […]
To the Queen
AS those who pass the Alps do say, The Rocks which first oppose their way, And so amazing-High do show, […]
A Farewel (To Worldly Joys.)
FArewel ye Unsubstantial Joyes, Ye Gilded Nothings, Gaudy Toyes, Too long ye have my Soul misled, Too long with Aiery […]
An Invective against Gold
OF all the Poisons that the fruitful Earth E’er yet brought forth, or Monsters she gave Birth, Nought to Mankind […]
Upon the saying that my VERSES were made by another
NExt Heaven my Vows to thee (O Sacred Muse! ) I offer’d up, nor didst thou them refuse. O Queen […]
The Miseries of Man
IN that so temperate Soil Arcadia nam’d, For fertile Pasturage by Poets fam’d; Stands a steep Hill, whose lofty jetting […]
A Pastoral Dialogue
Dorinda. SAbæan Perfumes fragrant Roses bring, With all the Flowers that Paint the gaudy Spring: Scatter them all in young […]
Love, the Soul of Poetry
WHen first Alexis did in Verse delight, His Muse in Low, but Graceful Numbers walk’t, And now and then a […]
The Discontent
I. HEre take no Care, take here no Care, my Muse, Nor ought of Art or Labour use: But let […]
An ODE
ARise my Dove, from mid’st of Pots arise, Thy sully’d Habitation leave, To Dust no longer cleave, Unworthy they of […]
HERODIAS Daughter presenting to her Mother St. JOHN’s Head in a Charger, also Painted by her self
BEhold, dear Mother, who was late our Fear, Disarm’d and Harmless, I present you here; The Tongue ty’d up, that […]
On the Soft and Gentle Motions of Eudora
DIvine Thalia strike th’Harmonious Lute, But with a Stroke so Gentle as may sute The silent gliding of the Howers, […]
The Third Epigram. (On an ATHEIST)
POsthumus boasts he does not Thunder fear, And for this cause would Innocent appear; That in his Soul no Terrour […]
Upon a Little Lady Under the Discipline of an Excellent Person
I. HOw comes the Day orecast? the Flaming Sun Darkn’d at Noon, as if his Course were run? He never […]
A Pastoral Dialogue (Melibæus, Alcippe, Asteria, Licida, Alcimedon, and Amira. )
Melibæus. WElcome fair Nymphs, most welcome to this shade, Distemp’ring Heats do now the Plains invade: But you may sit, […]
On my Aunt Mrs A. K. Drown’d under London-Bridge, in the QUEENS Bardge, Anno 1641
THe Darling of a Father Good and Wise, The Vertue, which a Vertuous Age did prize; The Beauty Excellent even […]
On a Picture Painted by her self, representing two Nimphs of DIANA’s, one in a posture to Hunt, the other Batheing
WE are Diana’s Virgin-Train, Descended of no Mortal Strain; Our Bows and Arrows are our Goods, Our Pallaces, the lofty […]
St. John Baptist Painted by her self in the Wilderness, with Angels appearing to him, and with a Lamb by him
THe Sun’s my Fire, when it does shine, The hollow Spring’s my Cave of Wine, The Rocks and Woods afford […]
Extemporary Counsel given to a Young Gallant in a Frolick
AS you are Young, if you’l be also Wise, Danger with Honour court, Quarrels despise; Believe you then are truly […]
The Second EPIGRAM. (On BILLINDA)
WAnton Bellinda loudly does complain, I’ve chang’d my Love of late into disdain: Calls me unconstant, cause I now adore […]
First EPIGRAM. (Upon being Contented with a Little)
WE deem them moderate, but Enough implore, What barely will suffice, and ask no more: Who say, (O Jove) a […]
The Fourth EPIGRAM. (On GALLA)
NOw liquid Streams by the fierce Gold do grow As solid as the Rocks from whence they flow; Now Tibers […]