Ambrose Philips

Ambrose Philips

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Portrait of Ambrose Philips Ambrose Philips Pastorals Epistles Odes (1748)

They thought the nymph some Siren from the flood. ⁠36
⁠Half human thus by lineage, half divine,
In forests did the lonely beauty shine,
Like wood-land flowers, which paint the desert glades,
And waste their sweets in unfrequented shades. ⁠40
No human face she saw, and rarely seen
By human face: a solitary queen
She rul'd, and rang'd, her shady empire round.
No horn the silent huntress bears; no hound, ⁠44
With noisy cry, disturbs her solemn chace,
Swift, as the bounding stag, she wings her pace;
And, bend when-e'er she will her ebon bow,
A speedy death arrests the flying foe.
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Portrait of Ambrose Philips Ambrose Philips Pastorals Epistles Odes (1748)

Lobbin, a Shepherd-boy, one evening fair,
As western winds had cool'd the sultry air,
His numb'red sheep within the fold now pent,
Thus plain'd him of his dreery discontent; 12
Beneath a hoary poplar's whisp'ring boughs,
He, solitary, sat to breathe his vows,
Venting the tender anguish of his heart,
As passion taught, in accents free of art: 16
And little did he hope, while, night by night,
His sighs were lavish'd thus on Lucy bright.
"Ah, well a day! how long must I endure
"This pining pain? Or who shall speed my cure?
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Portrait of Ambrose Philips Ambrose Philips Pastorals Epistles Odes (1748)

As he grows, that coming Years,
Or youthful Pleasures, or the vain 106
Gigantick phantom of the brain
Ambition, breeding monstrous hopes and fears,
Or worthier cares, to youth unknown,
Ennobling manhood, flower of life fullblown, 110
May never wear the bosom-image faint:
O, let him prove what words but weakly paint,
The living lovely semblance of his fire,
A model to his son! that ages may admire!
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