The Famous Historie: Cap. III (Patrick Gordon Poems)
The Argument.Greif haueing som what interrupt the PrinceHe showes at last his caus of discontentAnd followes furth with eurie tragick ...
The Argument.Greif haueing som what interrupt the PrinceHe showes at last his caus of discontentAnd followes furth with eurie tragick ...
The Argument.By Fortune Valor and aduentrous chanceThe Douglas doth releiue thrie Scottish DamesIn Arrans Ile and doth from thence aduanceWhill ...
The Argument.The south and North crownes ioynd by that great KingWho of all Kinges hea'uns blissinges most embraceHis works his ...
Upon the Death of those two Honourable Gentlemen, Sir JOHN BURROWES, late Lieutenant of the English Infantrie in the Ile ...
Ay me, to whom shall I my case complaine,That may compassion my impatient griefe!Or where shall I unfold my inward ...
Soule Nor wealthy mines, nor mineralls I seeke: My thoughts are low, and meeke, And like a tender leeke Both white, and greene; Though ...
A thing most straunge to tell, of late did chaunce to me:whiles yt I tooke my pen in had, to ...
Once in stormes greate A shippe was beate Soe sore with tempestes rage That naughte was able Ancre nor Cable The daunger to assuage. The shippemenne ...
Self love's th' Arcadian streame, A brittle Lookeinglasse, A transitory dreame, Of what nor is, nor shall ere come to passe. How doth it ...
Lorde for thy grace geven me this daye With humble thankes I honor thee, And for my synnes I pardon praye With harte ...
ME Thought I pass'd through th'Edalyan Groues,And askt the Graces, if they could directMe to a Lady whom Minerva chose,With ...
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, ...
July: ?gloga Septima. Thomalin & Morrell.Thomalin.IS not thilke same a goteheard prowde, that sittes on yonder bancke, Whose straying heard ...
Expect not (lovely Cynthia) yet from me Lines like thy fairest selfe, so ...
Slumbering I lay in melancholy bed, Before the dawning of the sanguin light: When Eccho Shrill, or some Familiar Spright ...
Good Muse, rocke me aslepeWith some sweete harmony;This wearie eye is not to kepeThy wary company.Sweet Love, begon a while,Thou ...
As sinn makes gross the soule and thickens it To fleshy dulness, so the spotless white Of virgin pureness made ...
My loue is now awake out of her dreame, and her fayre eyes like stars that dimmed were With darksome ...
Was it a dreame, or did I see it playne, a goodly table of pure yvory: all spred with iuncats, ...
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