Ambrose Philips Quotes

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There solid billows of enormous size,
Alps of green ice, in wild disorder rise.

Ambrose Philips

Timely blossom, Infant fair,
Fondling of a happy pair.

Ambrose Philips

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.

Ambrose Philips

And thou shalt in thy daughter see,
This picture, once, resembled thee.

Ambrose Philips

The stag in limpid currents with surprise
Sees crystal branches on his forehead rise.

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Wearied then and glad of rest,
Like the linnet in the nest.

Ambrose Philips

The flowers anew returning seasons bring!
But beauty faded has no second spring.

Ambrose Philips