A Crown of Sonnets Dedicated to Love (Mary Wroth Poems)
In this strange Labyrinth how shall I turne,Wayes are on all sids while the way I misse:If to the right ...
In this strange Labyrinth how shall I turne,Wayes are on all sids while the way I misse:If to the right ...
You happy blessed eyes,Which in that ruling place,Have force both to delight, and to disgrace;Whose light allures and tyesAll hearts ...
Say Venus how long have I lov'd, and serv'd you heere?Yet all my passions scorn'd or doubted, although cleere;Alas thinke ...
Stay my thoughts do not aspire,To vaine hopes of high desire;See you not all meanes bereft,To injoye no joye is ...
O me, the time is come to part,And with it my life-killing smart:Fond Hope leave me, my deare must goe,To ...
Fairest and still truest eyes,Can you the lights be, and the spiesOf my desires?Can you shine cleare for loves delight,And ...
Take heed mine eyes, how you your looks doe cast,Lest they betray my hearts most secret thought:Be true unto your ...
My paine still smother'd in my grieved brest,Seekes for some ease, yet cannot passage finde,To be discharg'd of this unwellcome ...
Cloy'd with the torments of a tedious night,I wish for day; which come, I hope for joy:When crosse I finde, ...
HIs flames are ioyes, his bandes true Lovers might,No stain is there, but pure, as purest white,Where no cloud can ...
The weary Traveller, who tyred, soughtIn places distant farre, yet found no endOf paine or labour, nor his state to ...
Sleepe fye possesse me not, nor doe not frightMe with thy heavy, and thy deathlike might:For counterfetting's wilder then death's ...
Fly hence O Joy, noe longer heere abide,Too great thy pleasures are for my despaireTo looke on, losses now must ...
In night yet may we see some kinde of light,When as the Moone doth please to shew her face,And in ...
When every one to pleasing pastime hiesSome hunt, some hawke, some play, while some delightIn sweet discourse, and musicke shewes ...
Bee you all pleas'd, your pleasures grieve not me;Doe you delight? I envy not your joy:Have you content? contentment with ...
You blessed Starres, which doe Heaven's glory show,And at your brightnesse make our eyes admire:Yet envy not, though I on ...
If I were given to mirth, 'twould be more crosse,Thus to be robbed of my chiefest joy:But silently I beare ...
How fast thou fliest, O time, on loves swift wings,To hopes of joy, that flatters our desire:Which to a Lover ...
Sweet shades, why doe you seeke to giwe delightTo me, who deeme delight in this wilde place:But torment, sorrow, and ...
Truly (poore night) thou welcome art to me,I love thee better in this sad attireThen that which rayseth some mens ...
An end fond Jelousie, alas I knowThy hiddenest, and thy most secret Art,Thou canst no new invention frame but part,I ...
Griefe, killing griefe, have not my torments beeneAlready great and strong enough? but stillThou dost increase, nay glory in mine ...
After long trouble in a tedious way,Of Loves unrest, laid downe to ease my paine,Hoping for rest, new torments I ...
Cruell suspition, O! be now at rest,Let daily torments bring to thee some stay,Alas, make not my ill thy ease-full ...
What pleasure can a banish'd creature haveIn all the pastimes that invented areBy wit or learning? Absence making warreAgainst all ...
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