A Crown of Sonnets Dedicated to Love (Mary Wroth Poems)
In this strange Labyrinth how shall I turne,Wayes are on all sids while the way I misse:If to the right ...
In this strange Labyrinth how shall I turne,Wayes are on all sids while the way I misse:If to the right ...
You happy blessed eyes,Which in that ruling place,Have force both to delight, and to disgrace;Whose light allures and tyesAll hearts ...
The spring now come at lastTo Trees, Fields, to Flowres,And meadowes makes to tasteHis pride, while sad showresWhich from mine ...
Sweet, let me enjoy thy sightMore cleare, more bright then morning Sun,Which in Spring-time giues delightAnd by which Summers pride ...
Fairest and still truest eyes,Can you the lights be, and the spiesOf my desires?Can you shine cleare for loves delight,And ...
Deare eyes how well indeed, you doe adorneThat blessed Sphere, which gazing soules hold deare?The loved place of sought for ...
Poore eyes bee blinde, the light behold noe more,Since that is gon which is your deare delight:Ravish'd from you by ...
Is to leave all, and take the threed of Love,Which line straite leades unto the soules content,Where choice delights with ...
How Glowworme-like the Sun doth now appeare,Cold beames doe from his glorious face descendWhich shewes his daies, and force draw ...
Ledd by the power of griefe to wailings brought,By false conceit of change fallen on my part;I seeke for some ...
HIs flames are ioyes, his bandes true Lovers might,No stain is there, but pure, as purest white,Where no cloud can ...
O dearest eyes, the lights, and guides of Love,The joyes of Cupid, who himselfe borne blinde,To your bright shining, doth ...
O that no day would ever more appeare,But clowdy night to governe this sad place,Nor light from Heaven these haples ...
Be giv'n to him who triumphs in his right;Nor fading be, but like those blossomes faire,Which fall for good, and ...
Come darkest Night, becomming sorrow best,Light leave thy light, fit for a lightsome soule:Darknesse doth truely sute with me opprest,Whom ...
Like to the Indians scorched with the Sunne,The Sunne which they doe as their God adore:So am I us'd by ...
In night yet may we see some kinde of light,When as the Moone doth please to shew her face,And in ...
Juno still jealous of her husband Jove,Descended from above, on earth to try,Whether she there could find his chosen Love,Which ...
The Sunne which glads, the earth at his bright sight,When in the morne he showes his golden face,And takes the ...
Which should I better like of, day or night?Since all the day, I live in bitter woe:Injoying light more cleere ...
Truly (poore night) thou welcome art to me,I love thee better in this sad attireThen that which rayseth some mens ...
Night, welcome art thou to my minde distrest,Darke, heavy, sad, yet not more sad then I:Never could'st thou find fitter ...
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