To certaine questions and Riddles ensuing: XV (Humfrey Gifford Poems)
A female I by name, Am sister to a brother:In all the world may not bee found, Our like, nor one nor ...
A female I by name, Am sister to a brother:In all the world may not bee found, Our like, nor one nor ...
Griefe seas'd upon my soule, No holy griefe, But griefe profane, and foule, Hee like a Thiefe Invaded mee by night, but one more ...
A mightie blacke horse, with gallant white winges,Within his graund paunch beares many straunge things:Hee oft doth trauayle for maysters ...
A certaine thing liueth in place neere at hande,Whose nature is straunge, if it bee well scand:It sees without eyes, ...
Februarie: ?gloga Secunda. CVDDIE & THENOT.CVDDIE.AH for pittie, wil ranke Winters rage, These bitter blasts neuer ginne tasswage? The keene ...
She had a desyre ofte to be weddeAnd also to lye in an other mannes beddeLytell rought she therforeShe is ...
When shawes been sheene, and shradds full fayre,And leeves both large and longe,Itt is merry, walking in the fayre forrest,To ...
But may a Rural Pen try to set forthSuch a Great Fathers Ancient Grace and worthI undertake a no less ...
Philippians II: 9: Wherefore God also hath highly exalted him.View, all ye eyes above, this sight which flingsSeraphick Phancies in ...
Emaricdulf loue is a holy fire That burnes vnseene, and yet not burning seene:Free of himselfe, yet chain'd with strong ...
Eclogue the First. Whanne Englonde, smeethynge from her lethal wounde, From her galled necke dyd twytte the chayne awaie, Kennynge ...
LO here a little volume, but great Book A nest of new-born sweets; Whose native fires disdaining To ly thus ...
I hold as fayth What Rome's Church sayth Where the King's head, That flock's misled Where th' Altar's drest That ...
Looke how the russet morne exceeds the night, How sleekest Jett yields to the di'monds light, So farr the glory ...
Now the declining sun 'gan downwards bend From higher heavens, and from his locks did send A milder flame, when ...
Tyme's picture here invites your eyes, See with how running wheeles it flyes! These strings can do what no man ...
VPon a day as loue lay sweetly slumbring, all in his mothers lap: A gentle Bee with his loud trumpet ...
BEing my selfe captyued here in care, My hart, whom none with seruile bands can tye: but the fayre tresses ...
Within this sober Frame expect Work of no Forrain Architect; That unto Caves the Quarries drew, And Forrests did to ...
That Providence which had so long the care Of Cromwell's head, and numbred ev'ry hair, Now in its self (the ...
Oblig'd by frequent visits of this man, Whom as Priest, Poet, and Musician, I for some branch of Melchizedeck took, ...
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