The Mourning Muse Of Thestylis (Lodowick Bryskett Poems)
Come forth, ye Nymphes, come forth, forsake your watry bowres,Forsake your mossy caves, and help me to lament:Help me to ...
Come forth, ye Nymphes, come forth, forsake your watry bowres,Forsake your mossy caves, and help me to lament:Help me to ...
Almighty God, beholding Man,Depryued of his blessednesse,)To looke with visage pale and wan,(By reason of his wretchednesse.)And knowing him in ...
A feruent supplication,Tending to mortification,And new regeneration,That leadeth to saluation.Most louing Lord, and Father deere,I humbly sue vnto thy grace,That ...
Though eye may see, and tongue can tellThe state of greatest Princes heere,And such as in their courts do dwell,Or ...
A thing most straunge to tell, of late did chaunce to me:whiles yt I tooke my pen in had, to ...
Who wisely waies false fortunes fickle change,Which in short space turnes loue to mortal hate,Shall find smal cause to deem ...
Hearken O God unto a Wretches cryesWho low dejected at thy footstool lies.Let not the clamour of my heinous sinDrown ...
I do not seeke to feede their fickle braine,In filed phraze, that set there sole delight,Nor how to descant braue ...
Judge Jefferies.JUDGE JEFFERIES was as juste a judge,As anie judge could be,Who hanged two hundred honeste men,On Tyburne's fatall tree.He ...
What pleasure can a banish'd creature haveIn all the pastimes that invented areBy wit or learning? Absence making warreAgainst all ...
THus Life and Death, and young and old,Are, as the severall Atomes bold.So Wit, and Understanding in the Braine,Are as ...
Begot without father, in earth I remaine,And oft I am turnd, to my mother againe.By night and by day I ...
Svch time as Tytan with his fiery beames In highest degree, made duskish Leo sweat Field-tilling Swains driue home their ...
Almightie Lord, who from thy glorious throneSeest and rulest all things ev'n as one:The smallest ant or atome knows thy ...
Farewell (sweet Cooke-ham) where I first obtain'dGrace from that Grace where perfit Grace remain'd;And where the Muses gaue their full ...
Lie in my arms, Ailsie, my bairn,— Lie in my arms and dinna greit;Long time been past syn I kenned ...
Lie in my arms, Ailsie, my bairn,-- Lie in my arms and dinna greit; Long time been past syn I ...
Had we but World enough, and Time, This coyness Lady were no crime. We would sit down, and think which ...
Alas, how pleasant are their dayes With whom the Infant Love yet playes! Sorted by pairs, they still are seen ...
When I beheld the Poet blind, yet bold, In slender Book his vast Design unfold, Messiah Crown'd, Gods Reconcil'd Decree, ...
To the Lord Fairfax. See how the arched Earth does here Rise in a perfect Hemisphere! The stiffest Compass could ...
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