The Noble Spanish Soldier (Thomas Dekker Poems)
O, SORROW, SORROW, say where dost thou dwell?In the lowest room of hell.Art thou born of human race?No, no, I ...
O, SORROW, SORROW, say where dost thou dwell?In the lowest room of hell.Art thou born of human race?No, no, I ...
MIGHTY Brama, now I'll bless thee!'Tis from thee that worlds proceed!As my ruler I confess thee,For of all thou takest ...
FLEETER than a tone scarce born That melts away,Sweeter than a dream of morn That shuns the day,Swifter than a rainbow fading ...
How great a front is thineA lake of majesty!Assyria knew the signThe god-incarnate king!A lake of majestyThe lion's drowns in ...
Why stand ye idle, blossoms bright,The livelong summer day?"Alas! we labor all the nightFor what thou takest away!" (John Bannister ...
Thou, run to the dry on this wayside bank,Too plainly of all the propellers bereft!Quenched youth, and is that thy ...
December: ?gloga Duodecima.He gentle shepheard satte beside a springe, All in the shadowe of a bushy brere, That Colin hight, ...
Mother of man's time-travelling generations, Breath of his nostrils, heartblood of his heart,God above all Gods worshipped of all ...
In the springtime once I wandered 'mid fair flowers of golden hue; Wonder-eyed I gazed around me in those fields ...
TO DIONUSOS. I.Where art thou, Dionusos? On the hills Of some fair land afar, where sweet wine fills The clustered ...
Thou glorious lamp of Space! Thou that dost flood The void of heaven with brightness! in thy glow Unnumbered worlds, ...
I.A Song Of Spring.Bird in thy mossy nestCosily hid,Bird in thy mossy nestYoung leaves amid;Nigh is thy tuneful mate,Singing with ...
1 The dew was full of sun that morn _(Oh I heard the doves in the ladyricks coop!)_ As he ...
The wail of France comes o'er the sea, -- She mourns for thee, departed chief;And we, the children of the ...
How I do love thee, Beaumont, and thy muse,That unto me dost such religion use!How I do fear myself, that ...
MIGHTY Brama, now I'll bless thee! 'Tis from thee that worlds proceed! As my ruler I confess thee, For of ...
Nothing, thou elder brother even to shade, That hadst a being ere the world was made, And (well fixed) art ...
1 HARK! some wild trumpeter-some strange musician, Hovering unseen in air, vibrates capricious tunes to-night. I hear thee, trumpeter-listening, alert, ...
Dagonet, the fool, whom Gawain in his mood Had made mock-knight of Arthur's Table Round, At Camelot, high above the ...
Dagonet, the fool, whom Gawain in his mood Had made mock-knight of Arthur's Table Round, At Camelot, high above the ...
Mother of man's time-travelling generations, Breath of his nostrils, heartblood of his heart, God above all Gods worshipped of all ...
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