Thomas Parnell

(1679 - 1718 / Ireland)

Thomas Parnell Poems

1. Habakkuk 4/17/2010
2. Chloris Appearing In A Looking Glass 4/17/2010
3. Untitled Fragment 4/17/2010
4. Health, An Eclogue 4/17/2010
5. Caius Rubrius Urbanus Romae In Domo Lud: Matthæi. E Grutero 4/17/2010
6. Deborah 4/17/2010
7. Hannah 4/17/2010
8. I Lookd & In A Moment Run 4/17/2010
9. Fragmentary Ending Of A Poem Ii 4/17/2010
10. On Ye Plott Against King William 4/17/2010
11. To Mr Brown On His Book Against T--- 4/17/2010
12. Hark The Thundring Drums Inviting 4/17/2010
13. Meditation Before Sacrament 4/17/2010
14. The Hint Fm French 4/17/2010
15. On Dr. Brown's Death 4/17/2010
16. When Ore My Temples Balmy Vapours Rise 4/17/2010
17. Ye Wives Who Scold & Fishes Sell 4/17/2010
18. Young Philomela's Powrfull Dart 4/17/2010
19. On Sr Charles Porter The Chancellours Death 4/17/2010
20. Jac: Faber Stapul: By J: Scaliger. 4/17/2010
21. Metr: Boetius 1s 1 Quisquis Comp 4/17/2010
22. On Platina Prosperus Spiriteus 4/17/2010
23. To Mr. Pope 4/17/2010
24. Three Verse Passages From A Prose Meditation 4/17/2010
25. On Mrs. Ar: F: Leaving London 4/17/2010
26. On Bishop Burnet's Being Set On Fire In His Closet 4/17/2010
27. Homer's Battle Of The Frogs And Mice. Book Ii 4/17/2010
28. On A Lady With A Foul Breath 4/17/2010
29. To ------ 4/17/2010
30. The Horse And The Olive: Or, War And Peace 4/17/2010
31. Jonah 4/17/2010
32. Epigram 4/17/2010
33. Epigram. On A Ladys Lace Shown For A Favour 4/17/2010
34. To Mistress ------ 4/17/2010
35. On Divine Love By Meditating On The Wounds Of Christ 4/17/2010
36. Ps: 113 4/17/2010
37. Moses 4/17/2010
38. On Content 4/17/2010
39. My Days Have Been So Wondrous Free 1/3/2003
40. Bacchus: Or, The Vines Of Lesbos 4/17/2010
Best Poem of Thomas Parnell

A Night-Piece On Death

By the blue taper's trembling light,
No more I waste the wakeful night,
Intent with endless view to pore
The schoolmen and the sages o'er:
Their books from wisdom widely stray,
Or point at best the longest way.
I'll seek a readier path, and go
Where wisdom's surely taught below.

How deep yon azure dyes the sky!
Where orbs of gold unnumber'd lie,
While through their ranks in silver pride
The nether crescent seems to glide!
The slumb'ring breeze forgets to breathe,
The lake is smooth and clear beneath,
Where once again the spangled show
Descends ...

Read the full of A Night-Piece On Death

A Hymn For Morning

See the star that leads the day
Rising shoots a golden ray,
To make the shades of darkness go
From heaven above and earth below;
And warn us early with the sight
To leave the beds of silent night,
From a heart sincere and sound
From its very deepest ground,
Send devotion up on high

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