A Gallery To The Temple. Prodigyes (Ralph Knevet Poems)
Wee heare of dire portents, and Prodigies, Sad meteours of bloud, and fire, The signes of heavenly ire, Forewarners of the Earths calamityes, Summons ...
Poems about truely (21 Poems)
A Sequel To The Fable Of The Oak And The Dunghill (Nicholas Amhurst Poems)
At length this Oak, all canker'd round,And rotten to the Heart,Became the Nuisance of the Ground,And play'd the Tyrant's Part.His ...
A Forsaken Lady To Her False Servant That Is Disdained By His New Mistriss (Richard Lovelace Poems)
Were it that you so shun me, 'cause you wish(Cruels't) a fellow in your wretchednesse,Or that you take some small ...
The Mystic Veil (Henry Clay Work Poems)
When the shadows take their nightly places,When departing light is faint and pale,Then in my chamber gather phantom faces,Gazing thro' ...
A Gallery To The Temple. The Feast (Ralph Knevet Poems)
(Yee divine Epicures) whom sacred thirst Of high Beatitude, doth move, T'approche this Table; Here drinke, till yee burst Into a flood of ...
A Preface to certaine questions and Riddles ensuing (Humfrey Gifford Poems)
Al yee vnto whome the skanning and viewing,Shal come of these questions, & riddles ensuing:I let you first know thus ...
22 (Mary Wroth Poems)
Come darkest Night, becomming sorrow best,Light leave thy light, fit for a lightsome soule:Darknesse doth truely sute with me opprest,Whom ...
53 (Mary Wroth Poems)
Love thou hast all, for now thou hast me madeSo thine, as if for thee I were ordain'd,Then take thy ...
Sonnet XIV (Mary Wroth Poems)
Except my heart, which you bestow'd before,And for a signe of Conquest gave awayAs worthlesse to be kept in your ...
To Mr. Edmund Knevet (Ralph Knevet Poems)
Except thy worthy brother, scarce I find A Gentleman, more truely mine, in mind Then thee; nor let opinion so ill see, To ...
To certaine questions and Riddles ensuing: XVIII (Humfrey Gifford Poems)
Of thee (O my friend) a thing I doe craue,Which thou neuer hadst, nor neuer shalt haue.If that for thy ...
To Mr. James Calthorp (Ralph Knevet Poems)
What May hath vow'd, if August truely payes What tongue or pen (Calthorp) can reach thy prayse Then let no harmeful blasts ...
To Mr. Clement Hyrne (Ralph Knevet Poems)
Honest, and honord Hyrne; that dost enshrine Such worth, as should Fortune her selfe resigne. And hers, to thee; none truely might ...
Epigram 64 (Henry Parrot Poems)
Par pari referre decet. Caluus (to blame) runs in his Laundresse score And will not pay her scarcely once a yeare But then ...
The Shepheardes Calender: September (Edmund Spenser Poems)
September: ?gloga Nona. Hobbinol & Diggon Dauie.Hobbinol.Diggon Dauie, I bidde her god day: Or Diggon her is, or I missaye. ...
Here foweth a lytell treatyse called The chaunce of the dolorous louer (Christopher Goodwyn Poems)
As it fortuned me for to passeThrughe straunge countres my solace to take.Whan the feldes were resplendent and couered with ...
The Maydens Dreme (Christopher Goodwyn Poems)
In the lusty, fresshe moneth of mayWhen the byrdes reioyse, euery glad speryteWith theyr venerien voyces, i the dawne of ...
A Song Demonstrating The Vanities Of Earthly Things (Anne Collins Poems)
Shall Sadnesse perswade me never to sing But leave unto Syrens that excellent thing, No that may not be, ...
The last excuse (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
What is left now that we've used the last excuse, what is left to justify excess. The rhetoric at best ...
The General Prologue (Geoffrey Chaucer Poem)
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
The Miller’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...