The Question to Lisetta (Matthew Prior Poems)
WHAT nymph should I admire or trust, But Chloe beauteous, Chloe just? What nymph should I desire to see, But ...
Matthew Prior Poems (188 Poems)
A True Maid (Matthew Prior Poems)
No, no; for my virginity, When I lose that, says Rose, I'll die: Behind the elms last night, cried Dick, ...
Cupid Mistaken (Matthew Prior Poems)
As after noon, one summer's day, Venus stood bathing in a river; Cupid a-shooting went that way, New strung his ...
To Chloe Jealous (Matthew Prior Poems)
Dear Chloe, how blubber'd is that pretty face; Thy cheek all on fire, and thy hair all uncurl'd: Prythee quit ...
An Epitaph (Matthew Prior Poems)
Interr'd beneath this marble stone, Lie saunt'ring Jack and idle Joan. While rolling threescore years and one Did round this ...
The Merchant, To Secure His Treasure (Matthew Prior Poems)
The merchant, to secure his treasure, Conveys it in a borrowed name: Euphelia serves to grace my measure, But Cloe ...
To a Lady (Matthew Prior Poems)
Spare, gen'rous victor, spare the slave, Who did unequal war pursue; That more than triumph he might have, In being ...
Song (Matthew Prior Poems)
How old may Phyllis be, you ask, Whose beauty thus all hearts engages? To answer is no easy task; For ...