Ambrose Philips

"There solid billows of enormous size, Alps of green ice, in wild disorder rise."

"Studious of ease and fond of humble things."

"The stag in limpid currents with surprise Sees crystal branches on his forehead rise."

"He the robe of justice wore, Sullyd not, as heretofore, When the magistrate was sought With yearly gifts. Of what avail Are guilty hoards? for life is frail; And we are judgd where favour is not bought."

"And thou shalt in thy daughter see, This picture, once, resembled thee."

"The flowers anew returning seasons bring! But beauty faded has no second spring."

"Timely blossom, Infant fair, Fondling of a happy pair."

"Wearied then and glad of rest, Like the linnet in the nest."