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 ...
Nowe warlike Hector doth depart with Paris out the towne,They willing both in armes to shewe some deede of great ...
New formed Adam of the reddish earth, Exilde from Eden, Paradice of pleasure By Gods decree cast down to woes ...
I SING of deadly dolorous debate,Stir'd vp through wrathfull Nemesis despight,Betwixt two mightie ones of great estate,Drawne into armes, and ...
ME Thought I pass'd through th'Edalyan Groues,And askt the Graces, if they could directMe to a Lady whom Minerva chose,With ...
September: ?gloga Nona. Hobbinol & Diggon Dauie.Hobbinol.Diggon Dauie, I bidde her god day: Or Diggon her is, or I missaye. ...
As it fortuned me for to passeThrughe straunge countres my solace to take.Whan the feldes were resplendent and couered with ...
In the lusty, fresshe moneth of mayWhen the byrdes reioyse, euery glad speryteWith theyr venerien voyces, i the dawne of ...
Farewell (sweet Cooke-ham) where I first obtain'dGrace from that Grace where perfit Grace remain'd;And where the Muses gaue their full ...
Renowned Empresse, and great Britaines Queene,Most gratious Mother of succeeding Kings;Vouchsafe to view that which is seldome seene,A Womans writing ...
June: AEgloga Sexta. HOBBINOL & COLIN Cloute.HOBBINOL.LO! Collin, here the place, whose pleasaunt syte From other shades hath weand my ...
Although great Lady. it may seeme right strangeThat I a stranger should presume thus farre,To write to you: yet as ...
March: ?gloga Tertia. Willye & Thomalin.Willye.THomalin, why sytten we soe, As weren ouerwent with woe, Vpon so fayre a morow? ...
Being one day at my window all alone,So manie strange things happened me to see,As much it grieueth me to ...
The Moutaines hie the blustryng wids The fluds: ye Rocks wtstadThe Cities strong, the Canons shot, & threatning Cheiftains had.The ...
O Great Creator of the starrie Pole, and heauenly things O mightie founder of the earthly mole, chiefe king of ...
Januarie: ?gloga Prime. Colin Cloute.A Shepeheards boye (no better doe him call)when Winters wastful spight was almost spent,All in a ...
Alas my loue, ye do me wrong, to cast me off discurteously: And I haue loued you so long Delighting ...
Thus Ioue, myne owne maystresses allTo (Chryst) I comende you, that sytteth on hyeUnto whom my prayers, I (Offre) shallThat ...
THe glorious image of the makers beautie, My souerayne faynt, the Idoll of my thought, dare not henceforth aboue the ...
AH when will this long vveary day haue end, and lende me leaue to come vnto my loue? Hovv slovvly ...
MOre then most faire, full of the liuing fire, Kindled aboue vnto the maker neere: no eies buy ioyes, in ...
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