XXXVIII: An Elegie vpon the Death of the most Illustrious Prince Henrie (John Hagthorpe Poems)
I doe not grieue when some vnwholsome aire Mildewes rich fields, nor when the clusters faireOf Claret, rot through too abundant ...
Poems about storme (21 Poems)
An Ode Of Horace Turned At The Desier Of My Ladye His Lo: Wyfe (Nicholas Bacon Poems)
The righteste course in lyfe to keepe Is not to presse alwayes to runne With sayles vppe hoyste in the mayne deepe, Nor ...
An Englishe Jme (Nicholas Bacon Poems)
Lorde for my slepe and reste this nighte And for this grace preserueinge mee In bodye sounde in mynde vprighte, Honor and prayse ...
A Apostacy Of One, And But One Lady (Richard Lovelace Poems)
I.That frantick errour I adore,And am confirm'd the earth turns round;Now satisfied o're and o're,As rowling waves, so flowes the ...
Book VII (Arthur Hall Poems)
Nowe warlike Hector doth depart with Paris out the towne,They willing both in armes to shewe some deede of great ...
The Minte of deformities (C G Gent Poems)
No Thrasion harpe, but a steeld furious whippe, no Nightingales, but Mandrakes shreeking sound,Adastors snakes to make these Thrasors skippe: ...
The Teares of the Muses (Edmund Spenser Poems)
Rehearse to me ye sacred Sisters nine:The golden brood of great Apolloes wit,Those piteous plaints and sorrowful sad tine,Which late ...
Aeneas to Dido (F L Poems)
?neas read what Dido wrote, And sent her this replie;And sought to cure the curelesse wound,Which Dido made to die.When ...
Here Foloweth Colyn Blowbols Testament (Anonymous Olde English Poems)
Whan that Bachus, the myghti lorde,And Juno eke, both by one accorde,Hath sette a-broche of myghti wyne a tone,And after ...
The Visions Of Bellay (Edmund Spenser Poems)
IT was the time, when rest soft sliding downeFrom heauens hight into mens heauy eyes,In the forgetfulnes of sleepe doth ...
XI: Epode (Ben Jonson Poems)
Not to know vice at all, and keepe true state, Is vertue, and not Fate:Next, to that vertue, is to ...
The Visions Of Petrarch (Edmund Spenser Poems)
Being one day at my window all alone,So manie strange things happened me to see,As much it grieueth me to ...
To Cynthia On Her Mothers Decease (Francis Kynaston Poems)
April is past, then do not shed, Nor do not waste in vain, ...
Sir Patrick Spence (Anonymous Americas Poems)
The king sits in Dumferling toune, Drinking the blude-reid wine: "O whar will I get ...
Upon a Little Lady Under the Discipline of an Excellent Person. (Anne Killigrew Poem)
I. HOw comes the Day orecast ? the Flaming Sun Darkn'd at Noon, as if his Course were run ? ...
Eclogues (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
Eclogue the First. Whanne Englonde, smeethynge from her lethal wounde, From her galled necke dyd twytte the chayne awaie, Kennynge ...
An Excelente Balade of Charitie: As Wroten bie the Gode Pri (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
In Virgynë the sweltrie sun gan sheene, And hotte upon the mees did caste his raie; The apple rodded from ...
Sonnet XXXIIII (Edmund Spenser Poems)
Lyke as a ship that through the Ocean wyde, by conduct of some star doth make her way. whenas a ...
Sonnet LVI (Edmund Spenser Poems)
FAyre ye be sure, but cruell and vnkind, As is a Tygre that with greedinesse hunts after bloud, when he ...
Sonnet XL (Edmund Spenser Poems)
MArk when she smiles with amiable cheare, And tell me whereto can ye lyken it: when on each eyelid sweetly ...
Sonnet VIII (Edmund Spenser Poems)
MOre then most faire, full of the liuing fire, Kindled aboue vnto the maker neere: no eies buy ioyes, in ...