On the Death of Mr. William Hervey (Abraham Cowley Poems)
IT was a dismal and a fearful night: Scarce could the Morn drive on th' unwilling Light, When Sleep, Death's ...
IT was a dismal and a fearful night: Scarce could the Morn drive on th' unwilling Light, When Sleep, Death's ...
Though all thy gestures and discourses be Coin'd and stamp'd by modesty; ...
As to a northern people (whom the sun Uses just as the Romish church has done Her prophane laity, and ...
Tentanda via est, etc. What shall I do to be forever known, And make the age ...
Thou 'adst to my soul no title or pretence; I was mine own, and free, Till ...
In vain, thou drowsy God! I thee invoke; For thou, who dost from fumes arise- ...
. . . . . . . . . This only ...
… This only grant me: that my means may lie Too low for envy, for contempt too high. ...
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