Thomas Parnell

(1679 - 1718 / Ireland)

Thomas Parnell Poems

81. The Horse & Olive Or Warr & Peace 4/17/2010
82. As Celia With Her Sparrow Playd 4/17/2010
83. David 4/17/2010
84. On The Castle Of Dublin, Anno 1715 4/17/2010
85. On The Death Of Mr. Viner 4/17/2010
86. Oft Have I Read That Innocence Retreats 4/17/2010
87. A Hymn To Contentment 4/17/2010
88. Ps 67 4/17/2010
89. On ------ Embroydring 4/17/2010
90. Piety: Or, The Vision 4/17/2010
91. The Third Satire Of Dr. John Donne 4/17/2010
92. A Fairy Tale In The Ancient English Style 4/17/2010
93. By Simon Vallambert. Erasmus 4/17/2010
94. The Judgment Of Paris 4/17/2010
95. Anacreontick Ii 4/17/2010
96. A Dream 4/17/2010
97. An Eclogue 4/17/2010
98. Solomon 4/17/2010
99. An Epitaph Desird On One Wheeler 4/17/2010
100. Hesiod: Or, The Rise Of Woman 1/3/2003
101. The Way To Happiness 4/17/2010
102. Once Pope Under Jevais Resolvd To Adventure 4/17/2010
103. A Divine Pastorall 4/17/2010
104. Concerning Resolution 4/17/2010
105. A Tavern Feast 4/17/2010
106. Anacreontick I 4/17/2010
107. Satyr Vi. The Spleen 4/17/2010
108. An Imitation Of Some French Verses 4/17/2010
109. An Allegory On Man 4/17/2010
110. Homer's Battle Of The Frogs And Mice. Book Iii 4/17/2010
111. A Song 4/17/2010
112. A Desire To Praise 4/17/2010
113. Satyr Ix. The State Of Love Imitated Fm An Elegy Of Mons:R Desportes 4/17/2010
114. Song 1/3/2003
115. A Riddle 4/17/2010
116. After The French Manner 4/17/2010
117. A Hymn For Noon 1/3/2003
118. A Parody Of Donec Gratus Eram In A Dialogue Between M--- & His Wife 4/17/2010
119. A Impromptu Like Martial 4/17/2010
120. Satyr V. Verse 4/17/2010

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A Night-Piece On Death

By the blue taper's trembling light,
No more I waste the wakeful night,
Intent with endless view to pore
The schoolmen and the sages o'er:
Their books from wisdom widely stray,
Or point at best the longest way.
I'll seek a readier path, and go
Where wisdom's surely taught below.

How deep yon azure dyes the sky!
Where orbs of gold unnumber'd lie,
While through their ranks in silver pride
The nether crescent seems to glide!
The slumb'ring breeze forgets to breathe,
The lake is smooth and clear beneath,
Where once again the spangled show
Descends ...

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A Hymn For Evening

The beam-repelling mists arise,
And evening spreads obscurer skies;
The twilight will the night forerun,
And night itself be soon begun.
Upon thy knees devoutly bow,
And pray the Lord of glory now
To fill thy breast, or deadly sin
May cause a blinder night within.
And whether pleasing vapours rise

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