The Contented Man’s Morice (George Wither Poems)
False world, thy malice I espieWith what thou hast designed;And therein with thee to comply,Who likewise are combined:But, do thy ...
George Wither Poems on Madness (4 Poems)
Prelude (George Wither Poems)
(From _The Shepherd's Hunting_)Seest thou not, in clearest days,Oft thick fogs cloud Heaven's rays?And that vapours which do breatheFrom the ...
The Muse (George Wither Poems)
She doth tell me where to borrowComfort in the midst of sorrow:Makes the desolatest placeTo her presence be a grace;And ...
The Virtuous Man (George Wither Poems)
Thus fears the man whom virtue, beacon-like,Hath fix'd upon the hills of eminence;At him the tempests of mad envy strike,And ...