PARADOX. That Fruition destroyes Love (Henry King Poems)
Love is our Reasons Paradox, which stillAgainst the judgment doth maintain the Will:And governs by such arbitrary laws,It onely makes ...
Henry King Poems on Sleep (6 Poems)
The Exequy (Henry King Poems)
Accept, thou shrine of my dead saint,Instead of dirges, this complaint;And for sweet flow'rs to crown thy hearse,From thy griev'd ...
PARADOX. That it is best for a Young Maid to marry an Old Man (Henry King Poems)
Fair one, why cannot you an old man love?He may as useful, and more constant prove.Experience shews you that maturer ...
To his unconstant Friend (Henry King Poems)
But say thou very woman, why to meThis fit of weakness and inconstancie?What forfeit have I made of word or ...
The Dirge (Henry King Poems)
VVhat is th' Existence of Mans life?But open war, or slumber'd strife.Where sickness to his sense presentsThe combat of the ...
SONNET. Go thou that vainly do’st mine eyes invite (Henry King Poems)
Go thou that vainly do'st mine eyes inviteTo taste the softer comforts of the night,And bid'st me cool the feaver ...