Since January this column has featured poets from the British Renaissance to Colonial America. This month I look at the stark differences between the poetry of the Shakespearean 1600s and the ...

Happy the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound Content to breathe his native air In his own ground. Whose herd with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire; ...

THE time is long past when Alexander Pope was identified with his least impressive verse, and having been the eighteenth century’s supreme English poet, was adjudged in the nineteenth no poet at all.

A new exhibition opening this week at the Yale Center for British Art looks at a series of portrait busts of 18th-century poet Alexander Pope by French sculptor Louis-François Roubiliac. “Fame and ...