The life of man metaphorical (Humfrey Gifford Poems)
Haste homewardes, man, draw neerer to the shore,The skies doe scowle, the windes doe blow amaine:The raged rockes, with rumbling ...
Haste homewardes, man, draw neerer to the shore,The skies doe scowle, the windes doe blow amaine:The raged rockes, with rumbling ...
The modest sinner stood behind, Who whilome wont with amorous belgardes, To captivate each wanton mind; But now in humble sort, she earth ...
I sing of horrors sad and dreadfull rage, Of stratagems wrought in the former age, Contagious vice, and in conclusion, ...
Februarie: ?gloga Secunda. CVDDIE & THENOT.CVDDIE.AH for pittie, wil ranke Winters rage, These bitter blasts neuer ginne tasswage? The keene ...
?neas read what Dido wrote, And sent her this replie;And sought to cure the curelesse wound,Which Dido made to die.When ...
'Tis growne almost a danger to speake true Of any good minde, now: There are so few.The bad, by number, ...
How blest art thou, canst love the countrey, Wroth, Whether by choyce, or fate, or both!And, though so neere the ...
Of Brutus' blood, in Brittaine borne, King Arthur I am to name;Through Christendome and Heathynesse Well knowne is ...
ARion, when through tempests cruel wracke, He forth was thrown into the greedy seas: through the sweet musick which his ...
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