A Gallery To The Temple. Solitude (Ralph Knevet Poems)
Though to the world I seeme to bee, Mix'd in a concurse of societye, Farre from a life contemplative, Yet with a Desert ...
Poems about warme (21 Poems)
A Gallery To The Temple. Remorse (Ralph Knevet Poems)
Oh that my unrelenting eyes, Could like two headed Jordan flow, Who doth in swelling pride arise, Enrich'd by Lebanons warme snow. The Cocke ...
Tryste Noel (Louise Imogen Guiney Poems)
The Ox he openeth wide the Doore And from the Snowe he calls her inne, And he hath seen her smile therefore, Our ...
A Gallery To The Temple. Hardnes (Ralph Knevet Poems)
Th' obdurate Adamant disdaines to feele The hardest Chesills edge; Submitting neither unto stone, nor steele; Yet many doe alleadge, That the warme bloud ...
A Gallery To The Temple. The Progresse (Ralph Knevet Poems)
Man in the wombe, is but a Zoophyte, There nourish'd like a plant: But when Hee is produc'd to the day-light, Disclos'd from ...
A Gallery To The Temple. The Conception (Ralph Knevet Poems)
The glorious sunne forgetts his birth, And couples with the humble earth, Her wombe impregnates with warme showres, Produceing fruites and flowres: This an ...
Maanlicht (Pieter Cornelis Boutens Poems)
Het maanlicht vult de zuivre heemlen Met glanzende geheimenis,De luisterblauwe verten weemlen Van Die alom en nergens is.Alleen de groote zonnen hangen Als ...
Sonnet III (Mary Wroth Poems)
HIs flames are ioyes, his bandes true Lovers might,No stain is there, but pure, as purest white,Where no cloud can ...
Wallace: Book II (Blind Hary Poems)
Yong Wallace, fulfillit of hie curage,In prys of armys desirous and sauage,Thi Waslage may neuir be forlorn,Thi deidis ar knawin ...
An Hymne of Heavenly Love (Edmund Spenser Poems)
Love, lift me up upon thy golden wingsFrom this base world unto thy heavens hight,Where I may see those admirable ...
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 ...
The Bride’s Burial. To The Tune Of The Lady’s Fall (Anonymous British Poems)
Come mourne, come mourne with mee,You loyall lovers all;Lament my loss in weeds of woe,Whom griping grief doth thrall.Like to ...
To Penshurst (Ben Jonson Poems)
Thou art not, Penshurst, built to envious show, Of touch, or marble; nor canst boast a rowOf polish'd pillars, or ...
To Cynthia On His Being One With Her (Francis Kynaston Poems)
When pure refined Gold is made in Coine, And Silver is put to't ...
A Robyn, Jolly Robyn (Anonymous Olde English Poems)
A Robyn,Jolly Robyn,Tell me how thy leman doeth,And thou shalt knowe of myn."My lady is unkynde, perde."Alack! why is she ...
Not Marke, But Mercurie Keepes Her Warme (Anonymous Olde English Poems)
Not Marke, but Mercurie keepes her warme,And Neptune hugs her in his armeInfertill, fertile of all good things,Her Lord her ...
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 ? ...
An Allusion to Horace (John Wilmot Poems)
Well Sir, 'tis granted, I said Dryden's Rhimes, Were stoln, unequal, nay dull many times: What foolish Patron, is there ...
An Epitaph On Mr. Fishborne The Great London Benefactor, And His Executor (William Strode Poems)
What are thy gaines, O death, if one man ly Stretch'd in a bed of clay, whose charity Doth hereby ...
On The Death Of A Twin (William Strode Poems)
Where are yee now, Astrologers, that looke For petty accidents in Heavens booke? Two Twins, to whom one Influence gave ...
The Shepheardes Calender: October (Edmund Spenser Poems)
OCTOBER: Ægloga DecimaPIERCE & CUDDIE Cuddie, for shame hold up thy heavye head, And let us cast with what delight ...