Ambrose Philips Quotes

Studious of ease and fond of humble things.

And thou shalt in thy daughter see,
This picture, once, resembled thee.

Wearied then and glad of rest,
Like the linnet in the nest.

The stag in limpid currents with surprise
Sees crystal branches on his forehead rise.

There solid billows of enormous size,
Alps of green ice, in wild disorder rise.

Timely blossom, Infant fair,
Fondling of a happy pair.

He the robe of justice wore,
Sully'd not, as heretofore,
When the magistrate was sought
With yearly gifts. Of what avail
Are guilty hoards? for life is frail;
And we are judg'd where favour is not bought.

The flowers anew returning seasons bring!
But beauty faded has no second spring.