A Lady Forsaken Complayneth (Edward Dyer Poems)
If pleasures be in painfulness, in pleasures doth my body rest,If joyes accord with carefulness, a joyful hart is in ...
If pleasures be in painfulness, in pleasures doth my body rest,If joyes accord with carefulness, a joyful hart is in ...
Of CHRIST, and of the Spouses Sighs, I sing, And of the Joyes that from Those Ardors spring, The World ...
False glozing pleasures, casks of happinesse,Foolish night-fires, women's and children's wishes,Chases in arras, guilded emptinesse,Shadows well mounted, dreams in a ...
When first my lines of heav'nly joyes made mention,Such was their lustre, they did so excell,That I sought out quaint ...
Come my Celia, let us prove,While wee may, the sports of love;Time will not be ours, for'ever:He, at length, our ...
Of late the heaven with cold was clos'd up so, Frost bound the ...
No sooner come, but gone, and fal'n asleep,Acquaintance short, yet parting caus'd us weep,Three flours, two searcely blown, the last ...
Come, my Way, my Truth, my Life:Such a Way, as gives us breath:Such a Truth, as ends all strife:Such a ...
FArewel ye Unsubstantial Joyes, Ye Gilded Nothings, Gaudy Toyes, Too long ye have my Soul misled, Too long with Aiery ...
Whoe'er she be, That not impossible she That shall command my heart and me; Where'er she lie, Locked up from ...
There is a thing that nothing is, A foolish wanton, sober wise; It hath noe wings, noe eyes, noe eares, ...
Returne my joyes, and hither bring A tongue not made to speake but sing, A jolly spleene, an inward feast, ...
YE learned sisters, which have oftentimes Beene to me ayding, others to adorne, Whom ye thought worthy of your gracefull ...
Content, the false World's best disguise, The search and faction of the Wise, Is so abstruse and hid in night, ...
How wisely Nature did decree, With the same Eyes to weep and see! That, having view'd the object vain, They ...
That Providence which had so long the care Of Cromwell's head, and numbred ev'ry hair, Now in its self (the ...
Like the vain Curlings of the Watry maze, Which in smooth streams a sinking Weight does raise; So Man, declining ...
C. Damon come drive thy flocks this way. D. No : 'tis too late they went astray. C. I have ...
How lovely are thy dwellings fair! O Lord of Hoasts, how dear The pleasant Tabernacles are! Where thou do'st dwell ...
I It was the Winter wilde, While the Heav'n-born-childe, All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies; Nature in aw ...
IT was the Winter wilde, While the Heav'n-born-childe, All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies; Nature in aw to ...
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