Anne Killigrew Poems (30 Poems)
On the Soft and Gentle Motions of Eudora. (Anne Killigrew Poem)
DIvine Thalia strike th’Harmonious Lute, But with a Stroke so Gentle as may sute The silent gliding of the Howers, Or yet the calmer growth of Flowers; Th’ascending or the falling Dew, Which none can see, though all find true. … Continue reading
An Epitaph on her Self. (Anne Killigrew Poem)
WHen I am Dead, few Friends attend my Hearse, And for a Monument, I leave my VERSE. (Anne Killigrew)
An ODE. (Anne Killigrew Poem)
ARise my Dove, from mid’st of Pots arise, Thy sully’d Habitation leave, To Dust no longer cleave, Unworthy they of Heaven that will not view the Skies. [Page 83] Thy native Beauty re-assume, Prune each neglected Plume, Till more than … Continue reading
Extemporary Counsel given to a Young Gallant in a Frolick. (Anne Killigrew Poem)
AS you are Young, if you’l be also Wise, Danger with Honour court, Quarrels despise; Believe you then are truly Brave and Bold, To Beauty when no Slave, and less to Gold; When Vertue you dare own, not think it … Continue reading
Cloris Charmes Dissolved by EUDORA. (Anne Killigrew Poem)
NOt that thy Fair Hand Should lead me from my deep Dispaire, Or thy Love, Cloris, End my Care, And back my Steps command: But if hereafter thou Retire, To quench with Tears, thy Wandring Fire, This Clue I’ll leave … Continue reading
Upon a Little Lady Under the Discipline of an Excellent Person. (Anne Killigrew Poem)
I. HOw comes the Day orecast ? the Flaming Sun Darkn’d at Noon, as if his Course were run ? He never rose more proud, more glad, more gay, Ne’re courted Daphne with a brighter Ray ! And now in … Continue reading
A Pastoral Dialogue (Melibæus, Alcippe, Asteria, Licida, Alcimedon, and Amira. ) (Anne Killigrew Poem)
Melibæus. WElcome fair Nymphs, most welcome to this shade, Distemp’ring Heats do now the Plains invade: But you may sit, from Sun securely here, If you an old mans company not fear. Alcippe. Most Reverend Swaine, far from us ever … Continue reading
On my Aunt Mrs A. K. Drown’d under London-Bridge, in the QUEENS Bardge, Anno 1641. (Anne Killigrew Poems)
THe Darling of a Father Good and Wise, The Vertue, which a Vertuous Age did prize; The Beauty Excellent even to those were Faire, Subscrib’d unto, by such as might compare; The Star that ‘bove her Orb did always move, … Continue reading
On a young Lady Whose LORD was Travelling. (Anne Killigrew Poem)
NO sooner I pronounced Celindas name, But Troops of wing’d Pow’rs did chant the fame: Not those the Poets Bows and Arrows lend, But such as on the Altar do attend. Celinda nam’d, Flow’rs spring up from the Ground, Excited … Continue reading
ON THE Dutchess of Grafton Under the Name of Alinda. (Anne Killigrew Poem)
A SONG. I. TH’ambitious Eye that seeks alone, Where Beauties Wonders most are shown; Of all that bounteous Heaven displays, Let him on bright Alinda gaze; And in her high Example see, All can admir’d, or wisht-for, be ! II. … Continue reading
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