Matthew Prior Poems
- An Epitaph Interr'd beneath this marble stone, Lie ...
- A Reasonable Affliction On his death-bed poor Lubin lies: ...
- A Simile Dear Thomas, didst thou never pop Thy head into a ...
- Henry And Emma. A Poem. Thou, to whose eyes I bend, at whose...
- The Chameleon As the Chameleon, who is known To have no ...
- On My Birthday, July 21 I, MY dear, was born to-day-- So ...
- Solomon On The Vanity Of The W...
Matthew Prior, poet and diplomat, was born near Wimborne Minster, Dorset. His family moved to London while he was still a child. He was educated at Westminister School, but was taken out when his father died and apprenticed to his uncle, a tavern-keeper. In 1680 he went to Cambridge on a scholarship from the Earl of Dorset and while there he co-wrote with Charles Montague, The Hind and the Panther Transversed to the Story of the Country and City Mouse (1687), a burlesque on Dryden's Hind and the Panther which cuts it down to size by making it absurd.
Prior held various diplomatic posts, and in 1700 entered parliament with the Tories. He was Ambassador at Paris when he was recalled... more »
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Interr'd beneath this marble stone,
Lie saunt'ring Jack and idle Joan.
While rolling threescore years and one
Did round this globe their courses run;
If human things went ill or well;
If changing empires rose or fell;
The morning passed, the evening came,
And found this couple still the same.
They walk'd and eat, good folks: what then?
Why then they walk'd and eat again:
They soundly slept the night away:
They did just nothing all the day:
And having buried children four,
Would not take pains to try for more.
Nor sister either had, nor ...