Anne Kingsmill Finch

(April 1661 - 5 August 1720 / Sydmonton, Hampshire)

Anne Kingsmill Finch Poems

41. Mussulman's Dream 4/16/2010
42. On Myselfe 1/3/2003
43. On The Death Of The Honourable Mr. James Thynne 1/1/2004
44. On The Death Of The Queen 4/16/2010
45. On The Hurricane 1/1/2004
46. Part Of The Fifth Scene In The Second Act Of Athalia 1/1/2004
47. Psalm The 137th Paraphras'D To The 7th Verse 4/16/2010
48. Reformation 1/1/2004
49. Song 1/3/2003
50. The Appology 1/3/2003
51. The Atheist And The Acorn 1/1/2004
52. The Battle Between The Rats And The Weazles 4/16/2010
53. The Bird And The Arras 1/3/2003
54. The Brass-Pot And Stone-Jugg 4/16/2010
55. The Cautious Lovers 1/1/2004
56. The Change 1/1/2004
57. The Critick And The Writer Of Fables 1/1/2004
58. The Decision Of Fortune 4/16/2010
59. The Dog And His Master 1/1/2004
60. The Eagle, The Sow, And The Cat 1/1/2004
61. The Equipage 1/1/2004
62. The Executor 1/1/2004
63. The Hog, The Sheep, And Goat, Carrying To A Fair 1/1/2004
64. The House Of Socrates 1/1/2004
65. The Hymn 1/1/2004
66. The Introduction 4/16/2010
67. The King And The Shepherd 1/1/2004
68. The Lord And The Bramble 1/1/2004
69. The Lyon And The Gnat 1/1/2004
70. The Man And His Horse 1/1/2004
71. The Man Bitten By Fleas 1/1/2004
72. The Marriage Of Edward Herbert Esquire, And Mrs. Elizabeth Herbert 1/1/2004
73. The Owl Describing Her Young Ones 1/1/2004
74. The Petition For An Absolute Retreat 1/3/2003
75. The Philosopher, The Young Man, And His Statue 1/1/2004
76. The Phoenix 1/1/2004
77. The Poor Man's Lamb 1/1/2004
78. The Shepherd And The Calm 1/1/2004
79. The Shepherd Piping To The Fishes 4/16/2010
80. The Spleen 1/1/2004
Best Poem of Anne Kingsmill Finch

The Dog And His Master

NO better Dog e'er kept his Master's Door
Than honest Snarl, who spar'd nor Rich nor Poor;
But gave the Alarm, when any one drew nigh,
Nor let pretended Friends pass fearless by:
For which reprov'd, as better Fed than Taught,
He rightly thus expostulates the Fault.

To keep the House from Rascals was my Charge;
The Task was great, and the Commission large.
Nor did your Worship e'er declare your Mind,
That to the begging Crew it was confin'd;
Who shrink an Arm, or prop an able Knee,
Or turn up Eyes, till they're not seen, nor see.
To Thieves, ...

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The Bird And The Arras

By neer resemblance see that Bird betray'd
Who takes the well wrought Arras for a shade
There hopes to pearch and with a chearfull Tune
O're-passe the scortchings of the sultry Noon.
But soon repuls'd by the obdurate scean
How swift she turns but turns alas in vain
That piece a Grove, this shews an ambient sky
Where immitated Fowl their pinnions ply
Seeming to mount in flight and aiming still more high.

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