Ambrose Philips

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 surprise Sees 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 sought With yearly gifts. Of what avail Are 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.