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Anne Killigrew

Extemporary Counsel Given to a Young Gallant in a Frolick.

As you are Young, if you’l be also Wise,
Danger with Honour court, Quarrels despise;
Believe you then are truly Brave and Bold,
To Beauty when no Slave, and less to Gold;
When Vertue you dare own, not think it odd,
Or ungenteel to say, I fear a God.

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Herodias’ Daughter Presenting to Her Mother St. John’s Head in a Charger, Also Painted by Her Self

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On Death

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On a Picture Painted by Her Self, Representing Two Nimphs of Diana’s, One in a Posture to Hunt, the Other Batheing

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First Epigram: Upon Being Contented With a Little

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On the Soft and Gentle Motions of Eudora

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Upon the Saying That my Verses Were Made by Another

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Return my dearest Lord, at length… Let me no longer your sad absence… Ilium in Dust, does no more Work… No more Employment for your Wit o… Why did not the fore-seeing Gods…
St. John Baptist Painted by Her Self in the Wilderness, With Angels Appearing to Him, and With a Lamb by Him.

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To my Lady Berkeley

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On my Aunt Mrs. A. K.

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The Complaint of a Lover

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Alexandreis

I Sing the Man that never Equal… Whose Mighty Arms all Asia did s… Whose Conquests through the spaci… That City-Raser, King-destroying… Who o’re the Warlike Macedons did…
On a Young Lady

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An Invective Against Gold

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