The Dying Husband’s Farewell (Phineas Fletcher Poems)
I LEAVE them, now the trumpet calls away;In vain thine eyes beg for some times reprieving;Yet in my children here ...
I LEAVE them, now the trumpet calls away;In vain thine eyes beg for some times reprieving;Yet in my children here ...
Nowe warlike Hector doth depart with Paris out the towne,They willing both in armes to shewe some deede of great ...
Rehearse to me ye sacred Sisters nine:The golden brood of great Apolloes wit,Those piteous plaints and sorrowful sad tine,Which late ...
ME Thought I pass'd through th'Edalyan Groues,And askt the Graces, if they could directMe to a Lady whom Minerva chose,With ...
Ah! whither, Love! wilt thou now carry mee?What wontlesse fury dost thou now inspireInto my feeble breast, too full of ...
Love, lift me up upon thy golden wingsFrom this base world unto thy heavens hight,Where I may see those admirable ...
Love, that long since hast to thy mighty powrePerforce subdude my poor captived hart,And raging now therein with restlesse stowre,Doest ...
The Moutaines hie the blustryng wids The fluds: ye Rocks wtstadThe Cities strong, the Canons shot, & threatning Cheiftains had.The ...
Let Lovers that like honey flies After balme dropping showres ...
My forlorne muse that neuer trode the path That leades to top of hie Pierion mount,Nor neuer washt within the ...
I sing the Name which None can say But touch't with An interiour Ray: The Name of our New Peace; ...
LO here a little volume, but great Book A nest of new-born sweets; Whose native fires disdaining To ly thus ...
Renowned Champion full of wrestling Art, And made for victory in every part, Whose active Limbes, oyl'd Tongue, and vertuous ...
FAire proud now tell me why should faire be proud; Sith all worlds glorie is but drosse vncleane: and in ...
ONe day as I vnwarily did gaze on those fayre eyes my loues immortall light: the whiles my stonisht hart ...
SO oft as I her beauty doe behold, And therewith doe her cruelty compare: I maruaile of what substance was ...
OCTOBER: Ægloga DecimaPIERCE & CUDDIE Cuddie, for shame hold up thy heavye head, And let us cast with what delight ...
Ioy of my life, full oft for louing you I blesse my lot, that was so lucky placed: but then ...
A Pastorall Elegie vpon the death of the most Noble and valorous Knight, Sir Philip Sidney. Dedicated To the most ...
THe famous warriors of the anticke world, Vsed Trophees to erect in stately wize: in which they would the records ...
Here lieth one who did most truly prove, That he could never die while he could move, So hung his ...
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