Author: Anne Kingsmill Finch

O King of Terrors, whose unbounded Sway All that have Life, must certainly Obey; The King, the Priest, the Prophet, […]

This is to the crown and blessing of my life, The much loved husband of a happy wife; To him […]

Exert thy Voice, sweet Harbinger of Spring! This Moment is thy Time to sing, This Moment I attend to Praise, […]

A Quack, to no true Skill in Physick bred, With frequent Visits cursed his Patient’s Bed; Enquiring, how he did […]

THE Queen of Birds, t’encrease the Regal Stock, Had hatch’d her young Ones in a stately Oak, Whose Middle-part was […]

CUPID, ere depriv’d of Sight, Young and apt for all Delight, Met with Folly on the way, As Idle and […]

A Thriving Merchant, who no Loss sustained, In little time a mighty Fortune gain’d. No Pyrate seiz’d his still returning […]

Since the Road of Life’s so ill; I, to pass it, use this Skill, My frail Carriage driving home To […]

Soothing his Passions with a warb’ling Sound, A Shepherd-Swain lay stretch’d upon the Ground; Whilst all were mov’d, who their […]

A WIT, transported with Inditing, Unpay’d, unprais’d, yet ever Writing; Who, for all Fights and Fav’rite Friends, Had Poems at […]

Persuade me not, there is a Grace Proceeds from Silvia’s Voice or Lute, Against Miranda’s charming Face To make her […]

A Fond Athenian Mother brought A Sculptor to indulge her Thought, And carve her Only Son; Who to such strange […]

To view his stately Walks and Groves, A Man of Pow’r and Place Was hast’ning on; but as he roves, […]

LOVE, thou art best of Human Joys, Our chiefest Happiness below; All other Pleasures are but Toys, Musick without Thee […]

A Peevish Fellow laid his Head On Pillows, stuff’d with Down; But was no sooner warm in Bed, With hopes […]

Give me, O indulgent Fate! Give me yet before I die A sweet, but absolute retreat, ‘Mongst paths so lost […]

A Citizen of mighty Pelf, But much a Blockhead, in himself Disdain’d a Man of shining Parts, Master of Sciences […]

Good Heav’n, I thank thee, since it was design’d I shou’d be fram’d, but of the weaker kinde, That yet, […]

Daphne’s Answer to Sylvia, declaring she Should esteem all as Enemies, Who should talk to her of LOVE. THEN, to […]

‘Tis true I write and tell me by what Rule I am alone forbid to play the fool To follow […]