Farewell Court (Humfrey Gifford Poems)
I Youth, when Fancie bare the sway, Within my peeuish braine:And Reasons lore by no meanes could My wanton will restraine:My gadding ...
I Youth, when Fancie bare the sway, Within my peeuish braine:And Reasons lore by no meanes could My wanton will restraine:My gadding ...
Lycon. — Colin.Lycon.Colin, well fits thy sad cheare this sad stownd,This wofull stownd, wherein all things complaineThis greate mishap, this ...
The former, Sith we all confesse,Our selues still sinners for to be,And that (as Scripture doth expresse)We ought to die ...
Is't come to this? What shall the cheeks of fame Stretch'd with the breath of learned Loudon's name, Be flogg'd again? And ...
Sweet wight be glad, pluck vp your sprites, Old Friendship is renewd:Milde Concord hath thrown down the broth, That Discord lately brewd.Fowle ...
Like as the wight farre banished from his soyle,In countrey strange, opprest with grief & pain,Doth nothing way his long ...
How long vain Hope do'st thou my joys suspend?Say! must my expectation know no end!Thou wast more kind unto the ...
No Thrasion harpe, but a steeld furious whippe, no Nightingales, but Mandrakes shreeking sound,Adastors snakes to make these Thrasors skippe: ...
THE SWEETNESSE OF RETIREMENT,OR The Happinesse of a Private Life.The Segregation.THE ARGUMENT. True Blisse! Thou know'st but Few, to Few ...
I sing of horrors sad and dreadfull rage, Of stratagems wrought in the former age, Contagious vice, and in conclusion, ...
The First Part.In Ireland, ferr over the sea,There dwelleth a bonnye kinge;And with him a yong and comlye knighte,Men call ...
How long shall fortune faile me nowe,And harrowe me with fear and dread?How long shall I in bale abide,In misery ...
When as King Henry rulde this land,The second of that name,Besides the queene, he dearly lovdeA faire and comely dame.Most ...
As I walked of late by 'an' wood side,To God for to meditate was my entent,Where under a hawthorne I ...
Heavens bright Lamp, shine forth some of thy Light,But just so long to paint this dismal Night;Then draw thy beams, ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
. By night when others soundly slept And hath at once both ease and Rest, My waking eyes were open ...
Strephon. You Gote-heard Gods, that loue the grassie mountaines, You Nimphes that haunt the springs in pleasant vallies, You Satyrs ...
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