Poems

The Fair Singer To make a final conquest of all me, Love did compose so sweet an Enemy, In whom both Beauties to my death agree, […]

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

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

The Match Nature had long a Treasure made Of all her choisest store; Fearing, when She should be decay’d, To beg in vain for more. Her […]

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 and Plants […]

The Mower to the Glow-Worms Ye living lamps, by whose dear light The nightingale does sit so late, And studying all the summer night, Her matchless […]

The Mower’s Song My Mind was once the true survey Of all these Medows fresh and gay; And in the greenness of the Grass Did see […]

The Nymph Complaining For The Death Of Her Faun The wanton Troopers riding by Have shot my Faun and it will dye. Ungentle men! They cannot […]

The Picture Of Little T.C. In A Prospect Of Flowers See with what simplicity This Nimph begins her golden daies! In the green Grass she loves […]

The Unfortunate Lover Alas, how pleasant are their dayes With whom the Infant Love yet playes! Sorted by pairs, they still are seen By Fountains cool, […]