Charles Churchill

(February, 1731 - 4 November 1764 / Westminster)

Charles Churchill Poems

1. An Epistle To William Hogarth 4/19/2010
2. Dedication 4/19/2010
3. Gotham - Book I 4/19/2010
4. Gotham - Book Ii 4/19/2010
5. Gotham - Book Iii 4/19/2010
6. Independence 4/19/2010
7. Lines Written In Windsor Park 4/19/2010
8. The Apology 4/19/2010
9. The Author 4/19/2010
10. The Candidate 4/19/2010
11. The Conference 4/19/2010
12. The Duellist - Book I 4/19/2010
13. The Duellist - Book Ii 4/19/2010
14. The Duellist - Book Iii 4/19/2010
15. The Farewell 4/19/2010
16. The Ghost - Book I 4/19/2010
17. The Ghost - Book Iv 4/19/2010
18. The Ghost: Book Ii (Excerpt) 1/1/2004
19. The Ghost: Book Iii (Excerpt) 1/1/2004
20. The Journey 4/19/2010
21. The Prophecy Of Famine 4/19/2010
22. The Rosciad 4/19/2010
23. Times 1/1/2004
Best Poem of Charles Churchill

Independence

Happy the bard (though few such bards we find)
Who, 'bove controlment, dares to speak his mind;
Dares, unabash'd, in every place appear,
And nothing fears, but what he ought to fear:
Him Fashion cannot tempt, him abject Need
Cannot compel, him Pride cannot mislead
To be the slave of Greatness, to strike sail
When, sweeping onward with her peacock's tail,
Quality in full plumage passes by;
He views her with a fix'd, contemptuous eye,
And mocks the puppet, keeps his own due state,
And is above conversing with the great.
Perish those slaves, those minions of ...

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Times

The Time hath been, a boyish, blushing Time,
When Modesty was scarcely held a crime,
When the most Wicked had some touch of grace,
And trembled to meet Virtue face to face,
When Those, who, in the cause of Sin grown grey,
Had serv'd her without grudging day by day,
Were yet so weak an awkward shame to feel,
And strove that glorious service to conceal;
We, better bred, and than our Sires more wise,

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