The Famous Historie: Cap. XII (Patrick Gordon Poems)
The Argument.First at Glentroll doth Scotts renowned PrinceGet victorie aboue the English foeDouglas at Ederfoord with valiaunceBy fourtie doth a ...
The Argument.First at Glentroll doth Scotts renowned PrinceGet victorie aboue the English foeDouglas at Ederfoord with valiaunceBy fourtie doth a ...
Retreate (sad passions) to your chanels now, Let sorrowes inundations cease to flow: Griefes, (which distinguish Mortals from the Gods) Ought to be ...
Pla ce bo, Who is there, who? Di le xi, Dame Margery; Fa, re, my, my, Wherfore and why, why? For the sowle of Philip Sparowe, That ...
Ay me, to whom shall I my case complaine,That may compassion my impatient griefe!Or where shall I unfold my inward ...
Phylida was a faire mayde,As fresh as any flowre;Whom Harpalus the herdman praydeTo be his paramour.Harpalus, and eke Corin,Were herdmen ...
S Sweete Muse strike vp thy siluer string, I In shrill consort thy shake but straine, R Reflecting peales let Cosmos ring, R ...
Most worthy renomed prices/& lady souerayne Pepyn and Budde/naturally takyng productyon Of the rubifyde rose/and granate of Spayne your noble fame/gyueth vs playne ...
Like as the wight farre banished from his soyle,In countrey strange, opprest with grief & pain,Doth nothing way his long ...
Starre of the Senate, light of all the land, Truths cheese supporter, piller of aduice, Mishaps preuenter, leader of the band, Out of ...
My heauy heart in dolours drownde, Consumes and pines away:And for me wreth, nought can be found, To cause my cares decay.Yee ...
Hast thou desire thy golden dayes to spend,In blisfull state exempt from all annoyes?So liue, as if death now thy ...
Why ist damnation to dispaire and die,When life is my true happinesse disease?My soule, my soule, thy safetye makes me ...
Say Venus how long have I lov'd, and serv'd you heere?Yet all my passions scorn'd or doubted, although cleere;Alas thinke ...
You endlesse torments that my rest opresse,How long will you delight in my sad paine?Will never Love your favour more ...
Wee blame the times, But doe not on our selves reflect, To view our crimes, And Sinne the chiefest architect Of our disasters. Our optickes ...
The RECAPITULATION.And Pourtrait of a Heav'nly breathing Soul. Whoso delights to burn in holy Fire Of Virgin fair Theophila, Joy, ...
September: ?gloga Nona. Hobbinol & Diggon Dauie.Hobbinol.Diggon Dauie, I bidde her god day: Or Diggon her is, or I missaye. ...
Incipit carmen secundum ordinem litterarum alphabeti.Almighty and al merciable queene,To whom that al this world fleeth for socour,To have relees ...
Marke well my heavy, dolefull tale,You loyall lovers all,And heedfully beare in your brestA gallant ladyes fall.Long was she wooed, ...
O Great Creator of the starrie Pole, and heauenly things O mightie founder of the earthly mole, chiefe king of ...
One day, whiles that my daylie cares did sleepe, My spirit, shaking off her earthly prison, Began to enter into ...
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