Edmund Waller (3 March 1606 – 21 October 1687 / Coleshill / Buckinghamshire / England)
Edmund Waller was an English poet and politician who sat in the House of Commons at various times between 1624 and 1679.
Edmund Waller was the eldest son of Robert Waller of Coleshill, Herts, and Anne Hampden, his wife; thus he was first cousin to John Hampden. He was descended from the Waller family of Groombridge Place, Kent. Early in his childhood his father moved the family to Beaconsfield. Of Waller's early education all we know is his own account that he "was bred under several ill, dull and ignorant schoolmasters, until he went to Mr Dobson at Wycombe, who was a good schoolmaster and had been an Eton scholar." Robert Waller died in 1616, and ... more »
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- A Panegyric
- At Penshurst
- Go, lovely rose!
- Of English Verse
- Of My Lady Isabella Playing on the Lute
- Of the Last Verses in the Book
- Old Age
- On a Girdle
- On Tea
- On the Friendship Betwixt Two Ladies
- Song - Say, Lovely Dream
- Song - Stay, Phoebus, stay!
- Song: Go, lovely rose!
- The Battle of the Summer Islands : Canto...
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''Then die that sheEdmund Waller (1606-1687), British poet. Go, Lovely Rose (l. 16-18). . . Norton Anthology of Poetry, The. Alexander W. Allison and others, eds. (3...
The common fate of all things rare
May read in thee;''
''Go, lovely RoseEdmund Waller (1606-1687), British poet. Go, Lovely Rose (l. 1-5). . . Norton Anthology of Poetry, The. Alexander W. Allison and others, eds. (3d ...
Tell her that wastes her time and me
That now she knows,
When I resemble her to thee,
How sweet and fair she seems to be.''
''The fear of hell, or aiming to be blest,Edmund Waller (1606-1687), British poet. Of Divine Love, cto. 2.
Savours too much of private interest.''
''Poets that lasting Marble seekEdmund Waller (1606-1687), British poet. Of English Verse (l. 13-16). . . Oxford Anthology of English Literature, The, Vols. I-II. Frank Kermode a...
Must carve in Latine or in Greek,
We write in Sand, our Language grows,
And like the Tide our work o'erflows.''