Ambrose Philips

thumbnail|Ambrose Phillips Ambrose Philips (c. 1675 – June 18, 1749) was an English poet. Quotes Studious of ease and fond of humble things. Epistle: "From Holland to a Friend in England" (1703), line 23 The flowers anew returning seasons bring!But beauty faded has no second spring. Lobbing, The First Pastoral (1709), line 55. There solid billows of enormous size,Alps of green ice, in wild disorder rise. Epistle: "To the Earl of Dorset" (1709), line 21. The stag in limpid currents with surpriseSees crystal branches on his forehead rise. Epistle: "To the Earl of Dorset" (1709), line 39. He the robe of justice wore,Sully'd not, as heretofore,When the magistrate was soughtWith yearly gifts. Of what availAre guilty hoards? for life is frail;And we are judg'd where favour is not bought. Ode: "On the Death of the Right Honourable William Earl Cowper" (1723), line 137. To Miss Charlotte Pulteney in Her Mother’s Arms (1724) Timely blossom, Infant fair,Fondling of a happy pair. And thou shalt in thy daughter see,This picture, once, resembled thee. Wearied then and glad of rest,Like the linnet in the nest. External links Author:Ambrose Philips Category:Poets from England Category:1749 deaths