An Elegie, or Friends Passion, for His Astrophel (Matthew Roydon Poems)
As then, no winde at all there blew,No swelling cloude accloid the aire:The skie, like glasse of watchet hew,Reflected Phoebus' ...
As then, no winde at all there blew,No swelling cloude accloid the aire:The skie, like glasse of watchet hew,Reflected Phoebus' ...
The First Point.In Creating all thinges for our vse, and vs for his glory.O Glorious God, how much is Man,For ...
The suereste state and beste degree Is to possesse mediocritye. By proofe we finde in everye storme The hier tree the sorer torne: The ...
If the iuste mann seaven tymes eache daye Ohe Lorde dothe fall, what shall I saye? Of all iniuste moste sinfull manne My ...
Calleinge to mynde my wyfe moste dere Howe ofte you have in sorrowes sadde With wordes full wyse and pleasante chere My dropeinge ...
As I lay musing in my bed,A heape of fancies came in head,Which greatly did molest mee.Such sundry thoughtes of ...
Kom niet, Schoonheid, eer we u zijn bereidIn ons huis, in ons te ontvangen;Kom niet voor de Wereld openleitBreede bedding ...
Who wisely waies false fortunes fickle change,Which in short space turnes loue to mortal hate,Shall find smal cause to deem ...
How fast thou hast'st O Spring with sweetest speedeTo catch thy waters which before are runne,And of the greater Rivers ...
Which should I better like of, day or night?Since all the day, I live in bitter woe:Injoying light more cleere ...
A wanton wenche vppon a colde daye With Snowe balles prouoked me to playe: But theis snowe balles soe hette my desyer That ...
Nowe warlike Hector doth depart with Paris out the towne,They willing both in armes to shewe some deede of great ...
December: ?gloga Duodecima.He gentle shepheard satte beside a springe, All in the shadowe of a bushy brere, That Colin hight, ...
Let now the goodly Spring-tide make us merrie, And fields, which pleasant flowers doo adorne: And Vales, Meades, ...
Januarie: ?gloga Prime. Colin Cloute.A Shepeheards boye (no better doe him call)when Winters wastful spight was almost spent,All in a ...
Sheepheards give eare, and now be stillUnto my passions, and their cause, and what ...
A publicque peace our highe Iehoue hath wrought:A priuate warre, with hate tweene man and manDoth Sathan breede. Good state, ...
Lord when the wise men came from farr, Led to thy Cradle by a Starr, Then did the shepherds too ...
LORD when the wise men came from farr Ledd to thy Cradle by A Starr, Then did the shepheards too ...
APRILL: Ægloga QuartaTHENOT & HOBBINOLL Tell me good Hobbinoll, what garres thee greete? What? hath some Wolfe thy tender Lambes ...
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