The Authors Dreame To The Ladie Marie (Aemilia Lanyer Poems)
ME Thought I pass'd through th'Edalyan Groues,And askt the Graces, if they could directMe to a Lady whom Minerva chose,With ...
ME Thought I pass'd through th'Edalyan Groues,And askt the Graces, if they could directMe to a Lady whom Minerva chose,With ...
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 ...
Rapt with the rage of mine own ravish'd thought,Through contemplation of those goodly sights,And glorious images in heaven wrought,Whose wondrous ...
You beauteous ladyes, great and small,I write unto you one and all,Whereby that you may understandWhat I have suffered in ...
Originally called the Place de Louis Seize,--next the Place de laRevolution, where the perpetual guillotine stood. PROUD Seine, along thy ...
Proud Seine, along thy winding ...
Of Syon if thou be, good friend I greete thee well,If not, God furnish thee in better hope to dwell.Some ...
When we for age could neither read nor write, The subject made us able to indite. The soul, ...
THOU whom chance may hither lead, Be thou clad in russet weed, Be thou deckt in silken stole, Grave these ...
SAD thy tale, thou idle page, And rueful thy alarms: Death tears the brother of her love From Isabella's arms. ...
LIFE ne'er exulted in so rich a prize, As Burnet, lovely from her native skies; Nor envious death so triumph'd ...
THOU whom chance may hither lead, Be thou clad in russet weed, Be thou deckt in silken stole, Grave these ...
Who taught thee conflict with the pow'rs of night, To vanquish satan in the fields of light? Who strung thy ...
Ah whither, Love, wilt thou now carry me? What wontless fury dost thou now inspire Into my feeble breast, too ...
Rapt with the rage of mine own ravish'd thought, Through contemplation of those goodly sights, And glorious images in heaven ...
Rapt with the rage of mine own ravish'd thought, Through contemplation of those goodly sights, And glorious images in heaven ...
AH whither, Love, wilt thou now carry me? What wontless fury dost thou now inspire Into my feeble breast, too ...
Within this sober Frame expect Work of no Forrain Architect; That unto Caves the Quarries drew, And Forrests did to ...
O'RE the smooth enameld green Where no print of step hath been, Follow me as I sing, And touch the ...
With fruit and flowers the board is deckt, The wine and laughter flow; I'll not complain--could one expect So dull ...
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