Book VII (Arthur Hall Poems)
Nowe warlike Hector doth depart with Paris out the towne,They willing both in armes to shewe some deede of great ...
Nowe warlike Hector doth depart with Paris out the towne,They willing both in armes to shewe some deede of great ...
Thou, whose sweet youth and early hopes inhanceThy rate and price, and mark thee for a treasure,Hearken unto a Vesper, ...
The Representation.ARGUMENT. Mundus Opes, Animam Coelum, Terramque resumpsit Terra: DEUS, Vitam cum tulit, Ipse dedit. Solus Amor facit esse DEUM; ...
Svch time as Tytan with his fiery beames In highest degree, made duskish Leo sweat Field-tilling Swains driue home their ...
Ah! whither, Love! wilt thou now carry mee?What wontlesse fury dost thou now inspireInto my feeble breast, too full of ...
When as King Henry rulde this land,The second of that name,Besides the queene, he dearly lovdeA faire and comely dame.Most ...
O Great Creator of the starrie Pole, and heauenly things O mightie founder of the earthly mole, chiefe king of ...
When heapes of heauie hap, had fild my harte right full, And sorrow set forth pensiuenes, my ioyes away ...
Faustus, if thou wilt reade from me These fewe and simple lines,By them most clearely thou shalt see,How ...
Forgive me Cynthia, if (as Poets use, When they some divine Beauty would ...
At last, my old inveterate foe,No opposition shalt thou know.Since I by struggling, can obtainNothing, but encrease of pain,I will ...
Thou warlike nation whom Achaius tyed In league, and made our house of ...
I threatned to observe the strict decree Of my deare God with all my power and might: ...
Lord, who hast formed me out of mud, And hast redeemed me through thy bloud, And sanctified me ...
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 ...
At last, my old inveterate foe, No opposition shalt thou know. Since I by struggling, can obtain Nothing, but encrease ...
Lett her parents then confesse That they beleeve her happinesse, Which now they question. Thinke as you Lent her the ...
If I could ever write a lasting verse, It should be laid, deare Sainte, upon thy herse. But Sorrow is ...
That Providence which had so long the care Of Cromwell's head, and numbred ev'ry hair, Now in its self (the ...
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