Mary Leapor's Poems by Title
The links provided below go to the poem inside the whole collection as one continuous document, modeling its original publication ("in Vol.") , or as separate documents ("single").
- A Heart to Mercy as to Zeal inclin'd, [in Vol.] | [single]
- Ah Thou! whom Nature and thy Stars design'd [in Vol.] | [single]
- Almighty Wisdom, at whose Nod [in Vol.] | [single]
- AS Florimelia watch'd her snowy Fold, [in Vol.] | [single]
- As I Fidelia and my Sire, [in Vol.] | [single]
- AS once grave Pluto drove his royal Wheels, [in Vol.] | [single]
- AS Silvia in her Garden stray'd, [in Vol.] | [single]
- AS some grave Matron bred on rural Downs, [in Vol.] | [single]
- Aurelia, when your Zeal makes known [in Vol.] | [single]
- BENEATH a Mountain's solitary Shade [in Vol.] | [single]
- CELIA and I, to share the vernal Gales, [in Vol.] | [single]
- Damon, why so cold and ferious? [in Vol.] | [single]
- Dorinda, once the fairest on the Train, [in Vol.] | [single]
- FAIR One, to you this Monitor I send; [in Vol.] | [single]
- FROM that inevitable Shore, [in Vol.] | [single]
- 'GIVE o'er your Whims, says my considerate [in Vol.] | [single]
- Hail happy Shades, and hail thou chearful Plain, [in Vol.] | [single]
- Hail, Phillis , brighter than a Morning Sky, [in Vol.] | [single]
- HOW fares my Son? the trembling Monarch [in Vol.] | [single]
- IF Artemisia 's Soul can dwell [in Vol.] | [single]
- IF you, dear Celia , cannot bear, [in Vol.] | [single]
- Imprimis---My departed Shade I trust [in Vol.] | [single]
- IN Days of Yore, as Authors tell, [in Vol.] | [single]
- IN Soto 's Bosom you may find [in Vol.] | [single]
- IN vain, alas! (do lazy Mortals cry) [in Vol.] | [single]
- In vain, dear Madam, yes in vain you strive; [in Vol.] | [single]
- IS Mirth a Crime? Instruct me you that know; [in Vol.] | [single]
- LET not that Day in circling Moments run, [in Vol.] | [single]
- LUCIA was fair and bright as rising Day, [in Vol.] | [single]
- MADAM, [in Vol.] | [single]
- May Artemisia hear my Strain, [in Vol.] | [single]
- Mourn, Judah, mourn beneath the silent Sky, [in Vol.] | [single]
- My Guardian, bear me on thy downy Wing [in Vol.] | [single]
- NOTHING, dear Madam, nothing is more [in Vol.] | [single]
- NOW triumph, Death, for here lies slain [in Vol.] | [single]
- O GODDESS of eternal Smiles, [in Vol.] | [single]
- OF Florimelia and her Charms I sing, [in Vol.] | [single]
- SAY, dearest Stella , why this pensive Air? [in Vol.] | [single]
- Say, why these Sighs in they Bosom rise? [in Vol.] | [single]
- SEE the lovely Morning rise, [in Vol.] | [single]
- SEE, Silvia , see the sparkling Lamp of Day; [in Vol.] | [single]
- SINCE you, Myrtillo , will devote your Time [in Vol.] | [single]
- SIR, [in Vol.] | [single]
- Some Herbs there are, whose deadly Juices fill [in Vol.] | [single]
- STILL were the Groves, and venerable Night [in Vol.] | [single]
- Strephon the sprightly and the gay, [in Vol.] | [single]
- THOU great and sacred Lord of all, [in Vol.] | [single]
- THUS sung the Man, for Wisdom long renown'd, [in Vol.] | [single]
- 'Tis Mercy calls---Awake, my grateful String; [in Vol.] | [single]
- To Artemisia .---'Tis to her we sing, [in Vol.] | [single]
- To thee, O Mira, I these Lines commend, [in Vol.] | [single]
- To you who ne'er the willing Cease refuse, [in Vol.] | [single]
- TO you, Dear Madam, I complain, [in Vol.] | [single]
- 'Twas on a fair and healthy Plain, [in Vol.] | [single]
- 'Twas past the Date of fav'ry Noon, [in Vol.] | [single]
- 'TWAS when the Fields had shed their [in Vol.] | [single]
- 'TWAS when the Morn disclos'd her rosy Brow, [in Vol.] | [single]
- 'TWAS when the Sun had his swift Progress made, [in Vol.] | [single]
- Tyrannical Winter's Iron reign was done, [in Vol.] | [single]
- WHAT means the reeling Earth? O why [in Vol.] | [single]
- WHAT Pictures now shall wanton Fancy [in Vol.] | [single]
- WHEN Cloe strikes the trembling Strings, [in Vol.] | [single]
- WHEN from the Shade of Eden's blissful [in Vol.] | [single]
- WHEN Heav'n's almighty King prepares, [in Vol.] | [single]
- WHEN lonely Night compos'd the drowsy Mind, [in Vol.] | [single]
- WHEN Merit rises like the Prince of Day, [in Vol.] | [single]
- WHEN pale-ey'd Winter rules the mourning Fields, [in Vol.] | [single]
- WHEN Parthenissa talk'd to-day [in Vol.] | [single]
- WITH aking fingers, twinging Nose, [in Vol.] | [single]
- YE Swains, attend; let ev'ry Nymph be near; [in Vol.] | [single]