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 ...
Thou art not, Penshurst, built to envious show, Of touch, or marble; nor canst boast a rowOf polish'd pillars, or ...
Beauties, have ye seen this toy,Called Love, a little boy,Almost naked, wanton, blind;Cruel now, and then as kind?If he be ...
See the chariot at hand here of Love, Wherein my lady rideth! Each that draws is ...
See the chariot at hand here of Love, Wherein my lady rideth! Each that draws is a swan ...
Good, and great God, can I not think of thee, But it must, straight, my melancholy bee?Is it interpreted in ...
Fortune, that favours fools, these two short hours,We wish away, both for your sakes and ours,Judging spectators; and desire, in ...
Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a ...
Drink to me, only, with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine;Or leave a kisse but in the cup, ...
See the chariot at hand here of Love, Wherein my lady rideth! Each that draws is a swan or a ...
SEE the Chariot at hand here of Love, Wherein my Lady rideth! Each that draws is a swan or a ...
Queen and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair, State in ...
Beauties, have ye seen this toy, Called Love, a little boy, Almost naked, wanton, blind; Cruel now, and then as ...
Good and great God, can I not think of thee But it must straight my melancholy be? Is it interpreted ...
Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the ...
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