Anne Kingsmill Finch

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

Anne Kingsmill Finch Poems

1. A Contemplation 4/16/2010
2. A Description Of One Of The Pieces Of Tapistry At Long-Leat 4/16/2010
3. A Letter To Dafnis April: 2d 1685 4/16/2010
4. A Letter To The Same Person 4/16/2010
5. A Miller, His Son, And Their Ass 4/16/2010
6. A Nocturnal Reverie 4/16/2010
7. A Pastoral Dialogue Between Two Shepherdesses 1/1/2004
8. A Poem For The Birth-Day Of The Right Honble The Lady Catharine Tufton 1/1/2004
9. A Song 1/1/2004
10. A Suplication For The Joys Of Heaven 4/16/2010
11. A Tale Of The Miser And The Poet 1/1/2004
12. Adam Pos'D 1/1/2004
13. Alcidor 1/1/2004
14. All Is Vanity 4/16/2010
15. An Apology For My Fearfull Temper 1/3/2003
16. An Epistle From A Gentleman To Madam Deshouliers 1/1/2004
17. An Epistle From Alexander To Hephaestion In His Sickness 1/1/2004
18. An Invitation To Dafnis 1/3/2003
19. Ardelia To Melancholy 1/3/2003
20. Consolation 1/3/2003
21. Cupid And Folly 1/1/2004
22. Democritus And His Neighbors 4/16/2010
23. Enquiry After Peace 4/16/2010
24. Fanscomb Barn 4/16/2010
25. For The Better 1/1/2004
26. Fragment 4/16/2010
27. Fragment At Tunbridge-Wells 1/1/2004
28. Friendship Between Ephelia And Ardelia 1/1/2004
29. From The First Act Of The Aminta Of Tasso 1/1/2004
30. Glass 1/1/2004
31. Hope 1/1/2004
32. In Praise Of Writing Letters 1/1/2004
33. Jealousy 1/1/2004
34. Jupiter And The Farmer 4/16/2010
35. La Passion Vaincue 1/1/2004
36. Life's Progress 1/1/2004
37. Love, Death, And Reputation 4/16/2010
38. Man's Injustice Towards Providence 1/1/2004
39. Mercury And The Elephant 4/16/2010
40. Moral Song 1/1/2004

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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 Man Bitten By Fleas

A Peevish Fellow laid his Head
On Pillows, stuff'd with Down;
But was no sooner warm in Bed,
With hopes to rest his Crown,

But Animals of slender size,
That feast on humane Gore,
From secret Ambushes arise,
Nor suffer him to snore;

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