Rhodon And Iris. Act I (Ralph Knevet Poems)
SCEN. 1.Poneria, Agnostus.Ag. Is the worlds eye not yet asleepe?Po. Hath Jove not yet put on his starry night-cap? No; nor Juno her spangl'd ...
SCEN. 1.Poneria, Agnostus.Ag. Is the worlds eye not yet asleepe?Po. Hath Jove not yet put on his starry night-cap? No; nor Juno her spangl'd ...
SCEN. 1.Clematis Solo Well, if I were but once rid of her service, If I ever serv'd love-sicke mistris againe, I would feed all ...
SCEN. 1.Acanthus, Anthophotus.An. Thou speak'st of things beyond beleefe, Acanthus.Ac. Too true it is, I shrewdly feare, For every circumstance makes it appeare That Rhodon ...
When Hils, and Valleys, wrap't in sheets of snow, Did pennance for their summer luxury, And Winter old unto the world did ...
Now early shepheards ore ye meadow pass,And print long foot-steps in the glittering grass;The Cows unfeeding near the cottage stand,By ...
IMe Lord? canst thou mispend One word, misplace one look on me? Callst me thy Love, thy Friend? Can this ...
Shall I, wasting in despaire,Dye because a woman's faire?Or make pale my cheeks with care'Cause another's rosie are?Be shee fairer ...
Now the bright morning Star, Dayes harbinger,Comes dancing from the East, and leads with herThe Flowry May, who from her ...
Ask not the Cause why all the tuneful Swains, Who us'd to fill the Vales with tender Strains, In deep ...
How blest art thou, canst love the countrey, Wroth, Whether by choyce, or fate, or both!And, though so neere the ...
My loyal Muse would feign aspire to sing The Praises of our gracious King: But, ah! 'twould ill become his ...
The Night her blackest Vestments had put on,And all the fair remains of day were gone:When my dear Lord, as ...
As virtuous Souls when they depart away, And leave their loved Bodies here alone, In Rest abide, until the joyful ...
I sing the Name which None can say But touch't with An interiour Ray: The Name of our New Peace; ...
YE learned sisters, which have oftentimes Beene to me ayding, others to adorne, Whom ye thought worthy of your gracefull ...
Now ceasse ye damsels your delights forepast, Enough is it, that all the day was youres: Now day is doen, ...
C. Damon come drive thy flocks this way. D. No : 'tis too late they went astray. C. I have ...
Now the bright morning Star, Dayes harbinger, Comes dancing from the East, and leads with her The Flowry May, who ...
O'RE the smooth enameld green Where no print of step hath been, Follow me as I sing, And touch the ...
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