Lord John Wilmot

(1647 - 1680 / Oxfordshire / England)

Lord John Wilmot Poems

1. A Fragment Of Seneca Translated 1/3/2003
2. A Satyre Against Mankind 1/3/2003
3. A Song Of A Young Lady To Her Ancient Lover 1/3/2003
4. A Woman's Honour 1/3/2003
5. Absent Of Thee I Languish Still 1/3/2003
6. Against Constancy 4/2/2010
7. All My Past Life... 1/3/2003
8. Constancy 1/3/2003
9. Epitaph On Charles Ii 1/3/2003
10. Give Me Leave To Rail At You 1/3/2003
11. God Bless Our Good And Gracious King 4/2/2010
12. I Cannot Change, As Others Do 1/3/2003
13. Love And Life 1/3/2003
14. My Dear Mistress Has A Heart 1/3/2003
15. My Light Thou Art 4/2/2010
16. Poems To Mulgrave And Scroope 1/3/2003
17. Portsmouth's Looking Glass 1/3/2003
18. Return 4/2/2010
19. Satyr 1/3/2003
20. Signior Dildo 1/3/2003
21. The Disabled Debauchee 1/3/2003
22. The Dying Lover 4/2/2010
23. The Mistress 1/3/2003
24. The Platonic Lady 1/3/2003
25. To His Mistress 1/3/2003
26. To This Moment A Rebel 1/3/2003
27. Tunbridge Wells 1/3/2003
28. Upon Nothing 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Lord John Wilmot

To His Mistress

Why dost thou shade thy lovely face? O why
Does that eclipsing hand of thine deny
The sunshine of the Sun's enlivening eye?

Without thy light what light remains in me?
Thou art my life; my way, my light's in thee;
I live, I move, and by thy beams I see.

Thou art my life-if thou but turn away
My life's a thousand deaths. Thou art my way-
Without.thee, Love, I travel not but stray.

My light thou art-without thy glorious sight
My eyes are darken'd with eternal night.
My Love, thou art my way, my life, my light.

Thou art my way; I wander if ...

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Epitaph On Charles Ii

Here lies a great and mighty King,
Whose promise none relied on;
He never said a foolish thing,
Nor ever did a wise one.

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