The Famous Historie: Cap. XIV (Patrick Gordon Poems)
The Argument.The feild of Cree feirce Edwards praise beginnHe beats with fiftie fiftein hundreth foesThe thrid time Douglas doth his ...
The Argument.The feild of Cree feirce Edwards praise beginnHe beats with fiftie fiftein hundreth foesThe thrid time Douglas doth his ...
The Argument.Greif haueing som what interrupt the PrinceHe showes at last his caus of discontentAnd followes furth with eurie tragick ...
The Argument.First at Glentroll doth Scotts renowned PrinceGet victorie aboue the English foeDouglas at Ederfoord with valiaunceBy fourtie doth a ...
The Argument.The south and North crownes ioynd by that great KingWho of all Kinges hea'uns blissinges most embraceHis works his ...
But this sad melancholick disquisition,Did not befit our jovial disposition,In these our days; therefore when we had mournedFor this good ...
Her of your name, whose fair inheritanceBethina was, and jointure Magdalo:An active faith so highly did advance,That she once knew, ...
_In praise of my friend the Author, and his Booke._TO THE READER. If thou would'st be a _States-man_, and survay Kingdomes for ...
In night yet may we see some kinde of light,When as the Moone doth please to shew her face,And in ...
Deare famish not what you your selfe gave food,Destroy not what your glory is to save:Kill not that soule to ...
Nowe warlike Hector doth depart with Paris out the towne,They willing both in armes to shewe some deede of great ...
THE SWEETNESSE OF RETIREMENT,OR The Happinesse of a Private Life.The Segregation.THE ARGUMENT. True Blisse! Thou know'st but Few, to Few ...
Renowned Empresse, and great Britaines Queene,Most gratious Mother of succeeding Kings;Vouchsafe to view that which is seldome seene,A Womans writing ...
Let now the goodly Spring-tide make us merrie, And fields, which pleasant flowers doo adorne: And Vales, Meades, ...
Devyde my tymes and rate my wretched howresFrom days to months, fro months to many yeers,And than compare my sweetest ...
No more (o cruell Nimph,) now hast thou prayedEnough in thy revenge, proove not thine ireOn him that yeelds, the ...
Flie vale-bred Muse to heauen-high Mont-ague Honoring thy playnesse with so quaint aspire It is a baggard Hawke ...
My Phillis hath the morninge Sunne, at first to looke upon her:And Phillis hath morne-waking birds, her risinge still to ...
Kisse mee, Sweet: The wary loverCan your favours keepe, and cover,When the common courting jayAll your bounties will betray.Kisse againe: ...
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