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' ...
Lycon. — Colin.Lycon.Colin, well fits thy sad cheare this sad stownd,This wofull stownd, wherein all things complaineThis greate mishap, this ...
Ay me, to whom shall I my case complaine,That may compassion my impatient griefe!Or where shall I unfold my inward ...
Thou shalt not laugh in this leafe, Muse, nor theyWhom any pity warmes; He which did layRules to make Courtiers, ...
Sweet wight be glad, pluck vp your sprites, Old Friendship is renewd:Milde Concord hath thrown down the broth, That Discord lately brewd.Fowle ...
VVEll dy'de the World, that we might liue to seeThis World of wit, in his Anatomee:No euill wants his good: ...
If Saloman the wisest King,That euer raigned on this earth,Could not describe the fearefull sting,Of wounded conscience during breath.No mortall ...
The Rose both white and RedeIn one rose now dothe ...
I that am of all most crost,Having, and that had have lost,May with reason thus complaine,Since love breeds love, and ...
A poore soule sat sighing under a sicamore tree; O willow, willow, willow!With his hand on his bosom, ...
Let that time a thousand moneths endure,Which brings from heaven the sweet and silver showers,And joys the earth (of comfort ...
Now ponder well, you parents deare,These wordes which I shall write;A doleful story you shall heare,In time brought forth to ...
Being one day at my window all alone,So manie strange things happened me to see,As much it grieueth me to ...
Firmius. Of mine owne selfe I doo complaine, And not for loving thee so ...
Looke not upon me with those lovely Eyes, From whom there flies ...
Good, and great God, can I not think of thee, But it must, straight, my melancholy bee?Is it interpreted in ...
If to be lov'd it thee offend, I cannot choose but love thee still:And so thy greefe shall ...
As many stars as Heauen containeth, striueTo frame my harme, and lucklesse hap to show:And in th' Earth no grasse ...
VVhile a short stay, short way divides us twaine, Nor yet of me, ...
MY hungry eyes through greedy couetize, still to behold the obiect of their paine: with no contentment can themselues suffize, ...
ONe day I sought with her hart-thrilling eies, to make a truce and termes to entertaine: all fearlesse then of ...
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