Fie On Love (Francis Beaumont Poems)
Now fie on foolish love, it not befits Or man or woman know it.Love was not meant for people in ...
Now fie on foolish love, it not befits Or man or woman know it.Love was not meant for people in ...
They are downstairs, away from my office romping and shouting, in the living room I hear their squeals, their play, ...
But let us leave Queen Mab a while, Through many a gate, o'er many a stile, That now had gotten ...
As other men, so I myself do muse Why in this sort I wrest invention so, And why these giddy ...
Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the ...
I have been spiritually poisoned by the unclean, in ignorance blessed their springs. In consequence I withered and drifted down ...
1.1 Lo now! four other acts upon the stage, 1.2 Childhood, and Youth, the Manly, and Old-age. 1.3 The first: ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
This is the house of Bedlam. This is the man that lies in the house of Bedlam. This is the ...
THE SIMPLE Bard, rough at the rustic plough, Learning his tuneful trade from ev'ry bough; The chanting linnet, or the ...
Were I - who to my cost already am One of those strange, prodigious creatures, man - A spirit free ...
Chloe, In verse by your command I write. Shortly you'll bid me ride astride, and fight: These talents better with ...
1. I am thirty this November. You are still small, in your fourth year. We stand watching the yellow leaves ...
It is a summer evening. The yellow moths sag against the locked screens and the faded curtains suck over the ...
Not a peep out of you now After the bedlam early this morning. Are you begging pardon of me Hidden ...
To their Excellencies the Lords Justices of Ireland, The humble petition of Frances Harris, Who must starve and die a ...
Remember midsummer: the fragrance of box, of white roses And of phlox. And upon a honeysuckle branch Three snails hanging ...
You are a friend then, as I make it out, Of our man Shakespeare, who alone of us Will put ...
Shut, shut the door, good John! fatigu'd, I said, Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The dog-star ...
Ne Rubeam, Pingui donatus Munere (Horace, Epistles II.i.267) While you, great patron of mankind, sustain The balanc'd world, and open ...
Now this particular girl During a ceremonious april walk With her latest suitor Found herself, of a sudden, intolerably struck ...
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