English poetry

Poems in English

Absalom And Achitophel

In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli’d his kind, […]

Heroic Stanzas

Consecrated to the Glorious Memory of His Most Serene and Renowned Highness, Oliver, Late Lord Protector of This Commonwealth, etc. […]

Veni, Creator Spiritus

Creator Spirit, by whose aid The world’s foundations first were laid, Come, visit ev’ry pious mind; Come, pour thy joys […]

Religio Laici

Dim, as the borrow’d beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand’ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and […]

The Medal

Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the […]


To the Pious Memory of the Accomplished Young Lady, Mrs Anne Killigrew, Excellent in the Two Sister-arts of Poesy and […]

A Song From The Italian

(LIMBERHAM: OR, THE KIND KEEPER) By a dismal cypress lying, Damon cried, all pale and dying, Kind is death that […]

Song From Amphitryon

Air Iris I love, and hourly I die, But not for a lip, nor a languishing eye: She’s fickle and […]

Mac Flecknoe

All human things are subject to decay, And, when Fate summons, monarchs must obey: This Flecknoe found, who, like Augustus, […]

Farewell, Ungrateful Traitor!

Farewell, ungrateful traitor! Farewell, my perjur’d swain! Let never injur’d woman Believe a man again. The pleasure of possessing Surpasses […]

Hidden Flame

Feed a flame within, which so torments me That it both pains my heart, and yet contains me: ‘Tis such […]

Happy The Man

Happy the man, and happy he alone, He who can call today his own: He who, secure within, can say, […]

To The Memory Of Mr Oldham

Farewell, too little and too lately known, Whom I began to think and call my own; For sure our souls […]

Troilus And Cressida

Can life be a blessing, Or worth the possessing, Can life be a blessing if love were away? Ah no! […]