Anne Kingsmill Finch

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

Anne Kingsmill Finch Poems

81. The Tradesman And The Scholar 1/1/2004
82. The Tree 1/3/2003
83. The Unequal Fetters 1/3/2003
84. The Wit And The Beau 1/1/2004
85. The Young Rat And His Dam, The Cock And The Cat 1/1/2004
86. There's No To-Morrow 4/16/2010
87. Three Songs 1/1/2004
88. To A Husband 1/3/2003
89. To Death 1/1/2004
90. To Edward Jenkinson, Esq 1/1/2004
91. To Mr. F. Now Earl Of W 1/1/2004
92. To Silvia 4/16/2010
93. To The Nightingale 1/1/2004
94. To The Painter Of An Ill-Drawn Picture Of Cleone 1/1/2004
95. Trail All Your Pikes... 4/16/2010
96. Verses 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 Phoenix

A Female Friend advis'd a Swain
(Whose Heart she wish'd at ease)
Make Love thy Pleasure, not thy Pain,
Nor let it deeply seize.

Beauty, where Vanities abound,
No serious Passion claims;
Then, 'till a Phoenix can be found,
Do not admit the Flames.

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