Poems by Thomas Parnell
For Philip Ridgate Esq.
... But these are pipes that still are mute, ...
Concerning Resolution
... Still hears him pray still sees his actions right ...
An Allegory On Man
... What boots his hand, his heart, his head, ...
On ------ Embroydring
... You'd think they both were workd or both had grown ...
Ps: 116
... To pray, & thank, & praise thee Lord, ...
Young Philomela's Powrfull Dart
... If when the suit goes ill or well ...
Hezekiah
... My life, like tents which wand'ring shepherds raise, ...
Health, An Eclogue
... There rests the Youth, and while the feather'd Throng ...
Untitled, Unfinished Poem
... I loosdNo readerbroke ye broke ye rope for hast ...
Phillis I Long Yr Powr Have Ownd
... this change approves tho' for ye worst ...
To Mr. Pope
... Shakes off the dust, and makes these rocks resound ...
To Mr Brown On His Book Against T---
... What but the same wch heaven showrd down on fiends before ...
Homer's Battle Of The Frogs And Mice. Book I
... Loud shrieks the Mouse, his Shrieks the Shores repeat ...
A Dream
... his bones without the sanguin stream or vital parts ...
The Ecstasy
... Range the vast heigths and as they range they praise ...