A Gallery To The Temple. The Pilgrimage (Ralph Knevet Poems)
Errours of youth. How did my sorowes mount above My hopes, and threate Me to defeate, While I did wander in a grove, Through crooked ...
Errours of youth. How did my sorowes mount above My hopes, and threate Me to defeate, While I did wander in a grove, Through crooked ...
(Peace) whether ar't thou fled? Thy native soyle Is Christendome: Into what unknowne Ile Ar't Thou retir'd from us? What made thee to estrange ...
Thou bears't the Bottle, I the Bagge (oh Lord) Which daily I doe carry at my backe, So stuff'd with sinne, that ...
When London's fatal bills were blown abroadAnd few but Specters travel'd on the road,Not towns but men in the black ...
Wee falsely think it due unto our friends, That we should grieve for their too early ends: He that surveys ...
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