Lord John Wilmot

(1647 - 1680 / Oxfordshire / England)

Lord John Wilmot Poems

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

Comments about Lord John Wilmot

  • cat Lennon (3/27/2016 9:18:00 PM)

    Linda Hepner. Ignorant comment. The second Earl of Rochester/Viscount of Athlone/Baron of Adderbury fought in wars and was a was hero in the Anglo dutch war for Charles II. He wrote me truth, and brutal but real observation. His wit mind and tongue- sharp. This biography is very inaccurate and does not show him as the great and close friend of King Charles that he was. With a love hate relationship. He was a genius. A satire is the most sublime piece Of work I have ever read.

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  • C.r.v. Hall (7/16/2012 11:46:00 PM)

    This biography is inaccurate. John Wilmot was the 2nd Earl of Rochester http: //en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Wilmot, _2nd_Earl_of_Rochester

  • Linda Hepner Linda Hepner (2/6/2011 12:52:00 PM)

    I see because he calls himself 'Lord' he gets away with language we plebs can't use on poemhunter. Out, out, brief kindle!

  • Fred Tarr (2/28/2009 8:39:00 AM)

    at the behest of the royal society of kentucky outcasts and ecclesiastical scoundrels, let me inform the board at poem hunter that the true identity of Lord John Wilmot is none other than Joe Green, a Shakesperian scholar currently living residing in Minneapolis and wont to great excesses of debauchery visited upon his family with stupendous frequency and indirect indiscreet nomenclature. Green's collection of sexual torture instruments is all the rage in Minneapolis and he can bee seen daily at a bus stop hailing a bus in that he might be transported to his work place.

    His obvious glee at having been outed on poem hunter is like gasoline spurting from a car fire on the expressway as his thought life has preempted this very occasion for he knew my literary detective skills would reveal his true fakery and post it here. therefore he will not sue this wormly countenance who walks with an unsteady gait and rhumey eye, this outcast of ky literary society and extravagant ecclesiastical genius..

Best Poem of Lord John Wilmot

Love And Life

All my past life is mine no more,
The flying hours are gone,
Like transitory dreams giv'n o'er,
Whose images are kept in store
By memory alone.

The time that is to come is not;
How can it then be mine?
The present moment's all my lot;
And that, as fast as it is got,
Phyllis, is only thine.

Then talk not of inconstancy,
False hearts, and broken vows;
If I, by miracle, can be
This live-long minute true to thee,
'Tis all that Heav'n allows.

Read the full of Love And Life

The Platonic Lady

I could love thee till I die,
Would'st thou love me modestly,
And ne'er press, whilst I live,
For more than willingly I would give:
Which should sufficient be to prove
I'd understand the art of love.

I hate the thing is called enjoyment:
Besides it is a dull employment,

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