Sir John Carr

(1732-1807 / England)

Sir John Carr Poems

1. Farewell Lines To Bristol Hot Wells 9/30/2010
2. Impromptu Lines 9/30/2010
3. Impromptu Lines On A Very Handsome Woman 9/30/2010
4. Impromptu To Madame C---- 9/30/2010
5. Jeu D’esprit 9/30/2010
6. Lines 9/30/2010
7. Lines _To A Laurel-Leaf_, 9/30/2010
8. Lines _To The Memory Of Mrs. A.H. Holdsworth_, 9/30/2010
9. Lines _To The Tune Of 9/30/2010
10. Lines _Upon A Diamond Cross_ 9/30/2010
11. Lines _Upon The Death Of The Lady Of Lieutenant-Colonel Adams_, 9/30/2010
12. Lines Addressed To A Young Lady In Germany 9/30/2010
13. Lines Occasioned By The Death Of Lieutenant J--- 9/30/2010
14. Lines On A Little Bird 9/30/2010
15. Lines On Lady W---- Appearing At The Exhibition 9/30/2010
16. Lines On The Caledonian Harp Being Succeeded By The Highland Bagpipes 9/30/2010
17. Lines Sent With Some Indian Rouge To Miss W---- 9/30/2010
18. Lines Supposed To Be Written By A Female Friend. 9/30/2010
19. Lines To A Promising Young Artist 9/30/2010
20. Lines To A Robin 9/30/2010
21. Lines To A Young Lady 9/30/2010
22. Lines To An Accomplished Young Lady 9/30/2010
23. Lines To An Auricula, Belonging To---- 9/30/2010
24. Lines To Annette 9/30/2010
25. Lines To Delia On Her Wearing A Muslin Veil 9/30/2010
26. Lines To Fortune 9/30/2010
27. Lines To Health 9/30/2010
28. Lines To Her Royal Highness The Princess Elizabeth 9/30/2010
29. Lines To Julia 9/30/2010
30. Lines To Lady Warren 9/30/2010
31. Lines To Mis---- 9/30/2010
32. Lines To Miss ---- 9/30/2010
33. Lines To Miss C. 9/30/2010
34. Lines To Miss Chinnery,Of Gillwell-House 9/30/2010
35. Lines To Miss E. Atkinson 9/30/2010
36. Lines To Miss L---- D---- 9/30/2010
37. Lines To Mrs. A. Clarke 9/30/2010
38. Lines To Mrs. B---, At Bristol Hot Wells 9/30/2010
39. Lines To My Mother _On Her Attaining Her 70th Year_. 9/30/2010
40. Lines To Selina 9/30/2010
Best Poem of Sir John Carr

Epigram On Winning A Young Lady’s Money At Cards

How fairly Fortune all her gifts imparts;
We win your money, Ann, and you our hearts.

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A Roundelay

Wide thro' the azure blue and bright
Serenely floats the lamp of night;
The sleeping waves forget to move,
And silent is the cedar grove;
Each breeze suspended seems to say-
'Now, Leline, for thy Roundelay!'

My Delia's lids are clos'd in rest;
Ah! were her pillow but my breast!

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