Satire V (John Donne Poems)
Thou shalt not laugh in this leafe, Muse, nor theyWhom any pity warmes; He which did layRules to make Courtiers, ...
Thou shalt not laugh in this leafe, Muse, nor theyWhom any pity warmes; He which did layRules to make Courtiers, ...
Sometimes in Fraunce it did so chaunce, One that did seruice lacke:A country clowne went vp and downe, With fardell on his ...
High Iove, with all the gods together met,To see (great King) thy comming to this Town,The casements large of heaven ...
Nowe warlike Hector doth depart with Paris out the towne,They willing both in armes to shewe some deede of great ...
Neere to the place where Nilus channels runne, There stood a town by loue long since vndone For ...
Rehearse to me ye sacred Sisters nine:The golden brood of great Apolloes wit,Those piteous plaints and sorrowful sad tine,Which late ...
?neas read what Dido wrote, And sent her this replie;And sought to cure the curelesse wound,Which Dido made to die.When ...
GENIUS.Time, Fate, and Fortune have at length conspir'd,To give our Age the day so much desir'd.What all the minutes, houres, ...
Fie on these Lydian tunes which blunt our sprightsAnd turne our gallants to Hermaphrodites:Giue me a Doricke touch, whose Semphony,And ...
Neere to the River banks, with greeneAnd pleasant trees on every side,Where freest minds would most have beene,That never felt ...
Now Love and Fortune turne to me againe, And now each one enforceth and assures ...
We have now won two world-wars, neither of which concerned us, we were slipped in. We have levelled the powers ...
O might those sighs and tears return again Into my breast and eyes, which I have spent, That I might ...
Dear love, for nothing less than thee Would I have broke this happy dream; It was a theme For reason, ...
YE learned sisters, which have oftentimes Beene to me ayding, others to adorne, Whom ye thought worthy of your gracefull ...
COmming to kisse her lyps, (such grace I found) Me seemd I smelt a gardin of sweet flowres: that dainty ...
A Pastorall Elegie vpon the death of the most Noble and valorous Knight, Sir Philip Sidney. Dedicated To the most ...
THe merry Cuckow, messenger of Spring, His trompet shrill hath thrise already sounded: that warnes al louers wayt vpon their ...
WAke now my loue, awake; for it is time, The Rosy Morne long since left Tithones bed, All ready to ...
NOw is my loue all ready forth to come, Let all the virgins therefore well awayt, And ye fresh boyes ...
YE Nymphes of Mulla which with carefull heed, The siluer scaly trouts doe tend full well, and greedy pikes which ...
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