For a Gentlewoman (Humfrey Gifford Poems)
Like as a forte or fenced towne, By foes assault that lies in field,When Bulwarkes all are beaten downe, Is by perforce ...
Like as a forte or fenced towne, By foes assault that lies in field,When Bulwarkes all are beaten downe, Is by perforce ...
Is't long of thy short memorie, that thouyeeld'st not due thanks, where thou the same do'st owe?Alas, good man; why ...
1 When bashfull daylight now was gone2 And night, that hides a blush, came on.3 Sixe Pretty Nymphes to wash ...
Dramatis Personae: RHODON. Shepheard ACANTHUS a friend to Rhodon. Shepheard MARTAGON. Shepheard CYNOSBATUS a friend to Martag. Shepheard ANTHOPHOTUS. Shepheard ...
Hence away, thou Syren, leave me!Pish! unclaspe these wanton armes;Sugred words can ne'er deceive me,(Though thou prove a thousand charmes).Fie, ...
Muse not too much (o wight of worthy fame)At view of this my rude & ragged rime,I am almost enforst ...
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 ...
I.This Queen of Prey (now prey to you),Fast to that pirch of ivoryIn silver chaines and silken clue,Hath now made ...
True Imitation of mens worthy Deedes From Loue of them (as I suppose) proceedes Yet many-times Ambitious Emulation! May in such Actions staine ...
Sleepe fye possesse me not, nor doe not frightMe with thy heavy, and thy deathlike might:For counterfetting's wilder then death's ...
Fly hence O Joy, noe longer heere abide,Too great thy pleasures are for my despaireTo looke on, losses now must ...
Sil.O Cupid ! Monarch ouer Kings,Wherefore hast thou feete and wings?It is to shew how swift thou art,When thou wound'st ...
Part the First.Henry, our royall kind, would ride a huntingTo the greene forest so pleasant and faire;To see the harts ...
Guy journeyes towards that sanctifyed groundWhereas the Jewes fayre citye sometime stood,Wherin our Saviours sacred head was crownd,And where for ...
In summer time, when leaves grow greene,And blossoms bedecke the tree,King Edward wolde a hunting ryde,Some pastime for to see.With ...
Not to know vice at all, and keepe true state, Is vertue, and not Fate:Next, to that vertue, is to ...
Let that time a thousand moneths endure,Which brings from heaven the sweet and silver showers,And joys the earth (of comfort ...
Madame,VVhil'st that, for which all vertue now is sold, And almost every vice, almightie gold,That which, to boote with hell, ...
Nature's lay idiot, I taught thee to love, And in that sophistry, Oh, thou dost prove Too subtle: Foole, thou ...
Well Sir, 'tis granted, I said Dryden's Rhimes, Were stoln, unequal, nay dull many times: What foolish Patron, is there ...
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