Satyre Preludium (Edward Guilpin Poems)
Fie on these Lydian tunes which blunt our sprightsAnd turne our gallants to Hermaphrodites:Giue me a Doricke touch, whose Semphony,And ...
Fie on these Lydian tunes which blunt our sprightsAnd turne our gallants to Hermaphrodites:Giue me a Doricke touch, whose Semphony,And ...
Secretary. Ielowsy.Ielowsy.What a world is this/I trow it be a curstFayne wold I marye/yf ye I durstBut I trow syth ...
Emaricdulf loue is a holy fire That burnes vnseene, and yet not burning seene:Free of himselfe, yet chain'd with strong ...
Bles't bee thy Name, who did'st restoreTo health my Daughter dearWhen death did seem ev'n to approach,And life was ended ...
THe famous warriors of the anticke world, Vsed Trophees to erect in stately wize: in which they would the records ...
AFter so long a race as I haue run Through Faery land, which those six books copile giue leaue to ...
FResh spring the herald of loues mighty king, In whose cote armour richly are displayd, all sorts of flowers the ...
ANd thou great Iuno, which with awful might the lawes of wedlock still dost patronize, And the religion of the ...
IN youth before I waxed old. The blynd boy Venus baby, For want of cunning made me bold, In bitter ...
THe merry Cuckow, messenger of Spring, His trompet shrill hath thrise already sounded: that warnes al louers wayt vpon their ...
ONe day as I vnwarily did gaze on those fayre eyes my loues immortall light: the whiles my stonisht hart ...
THe loue which me so cruelly tormenteth, So pleasing is in my extreamest paine: that all the more my sorrow ...
My loue is now awake out of her dreame, and her fayre eyes like stars that dimmed were With darksome ...
WAke now my loue, awake; for it is time, The Rosy Morne long since left Tithones bed, All ready to ...
YE learned sisters which haue oftentimes beene to me ayding, others to adorne: Whom ye thought worthy of your gracefull ...
WAs it the worke of nature or of Art? which tempred so the feature of her face: that pride and ...
HAppy ye leaues when as those lilly hands, which hold my life in their dead doing might shall handle you ...
THey that in course of heauenly spheares are skild, To euery planet point his sundry yeare: in which her circles ...
A Pastorall Elegie vpon the death of the most Noble and valorous Knight, Sir Philip Sidney. Dedicated To the most ...
BVt let stil Silence trew night watches keepe, That sacred peace may in assurance rayne, And tymely sleep, when it ...
THrise happie she, that is so well assured Vnto her selfe and setled so in hart: that nether will for ...
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