Poems by Thomas Tickell
To Mr. Addison on His Tragedy of Cato
... In thee we find: each deed, each word exprest, ...
Lucy and Colin
... But know, fond maid, and know, false man, ...
Kensington Garden
... Through bush, through brake, through groves, and gloomy dales, ...
On the Prospect of Peace
... Scorn'd worth to raise, and vice in robes chastise, ...
To the Earl of Warwick, On the Death of Mr. Addison
... Clear'd some great truth, or rais'd some serious song ...
To a Lady Before Marriage
... Our children's children shall our steps pursue, ...
To Mr. Addison on His Opera of Rosamond
... Since Love, which made them wretched, makes them great ...
A Poem, Addressed to the Lord Privy Seal, on the Prospect of Peace
... Addison enjoy'd,See that bold swan to Heav'n sublimely soar,Pursue at distance, and his steps adore ...
