Of The Ingratefvl (John Andrewes Poems)
Some haue compar'd (and not improperly)him that is tainted with this worst of illsvnto the Swine, who (freely, daily) fillsHis ...
Poems about daies (21 Poems)
To The Ingratefvll (John Andrewes Poems)
Is't long of thy short memorie, that thouyeeld'st not due thanks, where thou the same do'st owe?Alas, good man; why ...
The Printer To The Christian Reader (Gregory Scot Poems)
Though volumes great and learned workes, Of famous men hereof be ryfe VVherby both Papistes, Iewes and Turkes Haue deadly woundes, for all ...
Psalm LXXXIV. (84) (John Milton Poems)
How lovely are thy dwellings fair!O Lord of Hoasts, how dearThe pleasant Tabernacles are!Where thou do'st dwell so near.My Soul ...
To The Detracter (John Andrewes Poems)
Think'st thou it makes thy Reputation faire,if by thy muddy tongue thou canst impaireAn other mans? looke how a murtherer ...
To My Reverend Friend The Author Of The Synagogue (Izaak Walton Poems)
Sir, I lov'd you for your Synagogue, before I knew your person; but now love you more; Because I find It is so true ...
[How Glowworme-li (Mary Wroth Poems)
How Glowworme-like the Sun doth now appeare,Cold beames doe from his glorious face descendWhich shewes his daies, and force draw ...
Book VII (Arthur Hall Poems)
Nowe warlike Hector doth depart with Paris out the towne,They willing both in armes to shewe some deede of great ...
Theophila Or Loves Sacrifice. Canto I (Edward Benlowes Poems)
THE PRELIBATION To the SACRIFICE.ARGUMENT. Spes alit occiduas qui Sublunaribus haeret; Rivales JESUS non in Amore sinit. Quid mihi non ...
An Hymne In Honour Of Love (Edmund Spenser Poems)
Love, that long since hast to thy mighty powrePerforce subdude my poor captived hart,And raging now therein with restlesse stowre,Doest ...
To The Queenes Most Excellent Majestie (Aemilia Lanyer Poems)
Renowned Empresse, and great Britaines Queene,Most gratious Mother of succeeding Kings;Vouchsafe to view that which is seldome seene,A Womans writing ...
Madge: Ye Hoyden (Eugene Field Poems)
At Madge, ye hoyden, gossips scofft, Ffor that a romping wench was shee—"Now marke this rede," they bade her oft, ...
A Dittie In The Worthie Praise Of An High And Mightie Prince (Bernard Garter Poems)
When heapes of heauie hap, had fild my harte right full, And sorrow set forth pensiuenes, my ioyes away ...
Madge: Ye Hoyden (Eugene Field Poem)
At Madge, ye hoyden, gossips scofft, Ffor that a romping wench was shee-- "Now marke this rede," they bade her ...
On His Lady Denys (William Strode Poems)
Denys hath merited no slender praise, In that She well supplied the Formers daies. Conceive how Good she was, whose ...
Epithalamion (Edmund Spenser Poems)
YE learned sisters, which have oftentimes Beene to me ayding, others to adorne, Whom ye thought worthy of your gracefull ...
Astrophel (Edmund Spenser Poems)
A Pastorall Elegie vpon the death of the most Noble and valorous Knight, Sir Philip Sidney. Dedicated To the most ...
Poem 18 (Edmund Spenser Poems)
NOw welcome night, thou night so long expected, that long daies labour doest at last defray, And all my cares, ...
The Picture Of Little T.C. In A Prospect Of Flowers (Andrew Marvell Poems)
See with what simplicity This Nimph begins her golden daies! In the green Grass she loves to lie, And there ...
Psalm 84 (John Milton Poems)
How lovely are thy dwellings fair! O Lord of Hoasts, how dear The pleasant Tabernacles are! Where thou do'st dwell ...
Psalm 81 (John Milton Poems)
To God our strength sing loud, and clear, Sing loud to God our King, To Jacobs God, that all may ...