Poems by Thomas Parnell
Satyr II. To T:--- M.---y. On Law.
... The hands fell out, the plaintiff, left maintaind, ...
To A Young Lady, On Her Translation Of The Story Of Phoebus And Daphne, From Ovid
... In Numbers fram'd to please the Heart, ...
To ------
... Your thoughts are Just your words fall in wth ease ...
An Elegy, To an Old Beauty
... " he cries; But cries unheard: For Folly will be free ...
Since Bearing Of A Gentle Mind
... For Love has such a world in store ...
On Content
... Content thus in my soul should build its halcyons nest ...
Anacreontick II
... And strike from both, through both your Hearts ...
Epigram
... And cramp those Thoughts which shou'd be unconfin'd ...
The Heroins Or Cupid Punishd Transl: From Ausonius.
... That claspd in chains with Mars she chanc'd to ly ...
The Happy Man
... And made by wealth, which makes him great, ...
Satyr XI. The Court
... Where the great slaves their chains wth glory wear ...
To Mistress ------
... That Heathens ownd ye world might thus have said ...
Now Kind Now Coy Wth How Much Change
... Or practise them at least on hearts ...
A Song
... He haunts the Stream, he haunts the Grove, ...
A Beavy Of The Fair & Gay
... For scandall had like Cr---fts appeard, ...
