A Dyttie To Hey Downe (Anonymous Olde English Poems)
Who sekes to tame the blustering winde,Or causse the floods bend to his wyll,Or els against dame nature's kindeTo 'change' ...
Who sekes to tame the blustering winde,Or causse the floods bend to his wyll,Or els against dame nature's kindeTo 'change' ...
Flee from the press, and dwell with soothfastness;Suffice thee thy good, though it be small;For hoard hath hate, and climbing ...
Corin, most unhappy swaine,Whither wilt thou drive thy flocke?Little foode is on the plaine;Full of danger is the rocke.Wolfes and ...
Away by the lands of the Japanee Where the paper lanterns glow And the crews of all the shipping drink ...
I had a gig-horse, and I called him Pleasure Because on Sundays for a little jaunt He was so fast ...
CLORIS, it is not thy disdaine Can ever cover with dispaire Or in cold ashes hide that care Which I ...
SWEET rois of vertew and of gentilness, Delytsum lily of everie lustynes, Richest in bontie and in bewtie clear, And ...
Comrades, many a year and day Have fled since that glorious 9th of May When we made the charge at ...
The first day of this month the last hath bin To that deare soule. March never did come in So ...
An Englishman was Thomas Paine Who bled for liberty; But while his fight was far from vain He died in ...
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 ...
BE nought dismayd that her vnmoued mind, doth still persist in her rebellious pride: such loue not lyke to lusts ...
DAyly when I do seeke and sew for peace, And hostages doe offer for my truth: she cruell warriour doth ...
SWeet is the Rose, but growes vpon a brere; Sweet is the Iunipere, but sharpe his bough; sweet is the ...
CANTO IIII To sinfull house of Pride, Duessa guides the faithfull knight, Where brothers death to wreak Sansjoy doth chalenge ...
MY hungry eyes through greedy couetize, still to behold the obiect of their paine: with no contentment can themselues suffize, ...
A Pastorall Elegie vpon the death of the most Noble and valorous Knight, Sir Philip Sidney. Dedicated To the most ...
SHE fell away in her first ages spring, Whil'st yet her leafe was greene, and fresh her rinde, And whil'st ...
FAire proud now tell me why should faire be proud; Sith all worlds glorie is but drosse vncleane: and in ...
SO oft as homeward I from her depart, I goe lyke one that hauing lost the field: is prisoner led ...
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