A Poem Written By Sir Henry Wotton In His Youth (Sir Henry Wotton Poems)
O Faithless World, & thy more faithless part, a Woman's heart!The true Shop of variety, where sits nothing but fitsAnd ...
O Faithless World, & thy more faithless part, a Woman's heart!The true Shop of variety, where sits nothing but fitsAnd ...
The pris'ner was at large indicted, For that by thirst of gain excited, One day in July last, ...
Almightie Lord, who from thy glorious throneSeest and rulest all things ev'n as one:The smallest ant or atome knows thy ...
NOW spent the alter'd King, in am'rous Cares, The Hours of sacred Hymns and solemn Pray'rs: In vain the Alter ...
"As I cross'd the desert wild, Not a star amid the gloom, Loud and harsh the tempest howl'd, Driving vapours ...
When such a day, blesst the Arcadian plaine,Warm without Sun, and shady without rain,Fann'd by an air, that scarsly bent ...
HOW cold are the dead in the depths of the grave, Still and dark is their gloomy abode;And long ...
ALL things are order'd for the best, In perfect love design'd;The sorrows that we so much dread, But ...
When Poets gave their God in Crete a Birth, Then Jupiter held Traffick with the Earth, And had a Farm ...
God is our Hope and Strength, a present Aid,When threat'ning Dangers on all Sides invade;Altho' the Cloud-topt Mountains tott'ring shake,And ...
How blest, how firm the Statesman stands, (Him no low intrigue shall move),Circled by faithful kindred bands, And propp'd by ...
NOW spent the alter'd King, in am'rous Cares, The Hours of sacred Hymns and solemn Pray'rs: In vain the Alter ...
When such a day, blesst the Arcadian plaine, Warm without Sun, and shady without rain, Fann'd by an air, that ...
Love, banish'd Heav'n, on Earth was held in scorn, Wand'ring abroad in need and beggary, And wanting friends, though of ...
A poet's cat, sedate and grave As poet well could wish to have, Was much addicted to inquire For nooks ...
See! Winter comes, to rule the varied Year, Sullen, and sad; with all his rising Train, Vapours, and Clouds, and ...
Sure thou didst flourish once! and many springs, Many bright mornings, much dew, many showers, Pass'd o'er thy head; many ...
Who will in fairest book of nature know How virtue may best lodg'd in beauty be, Let him but learn ...
Who will in fairest book of nature know How virtue may best lodg'd in beauty be, Let him but learn ...
When I consider how my light is spent Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that ...
XVI When I consider how my light is spent, E're half my days, in this dark world and wide, And ...
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