7 (Song 1) (Mary Wroth Poems)
The spring now come at lastTo Trees, Fields, to Flowres,And meadowes makes to tasteHis pride, while sad showresWhich from mine ...
Mary Wroth Poems on Pleasure (10 Poems)
60 (Mary Wroth Poems)
Love as well can make abidingIn a faithfull Shepheards brestAs in Princes: whose thoughts slidingLike swift riuers never rest.Change to ...
68 (Mary Wroth Poems)
My paine still smother'd in my grieved brest,Seekes for some ease, yet cannot passage finde,To be discharg'd of this unwellcome ...
[The weary Traveller, who tyred, sought] (Mary Wroth Poems)
The weary Traveller, who tyred, soughtIn places distant farre, yet found no endOf paine or labour, nor his state to ...
33 (Mary Wroth Poems)
Fly hence O Joy, noe longer heere abide,Too great thy pleasures are for my despaireTo looke on, losses now must ...
71 (Mary Wroth Poems)
Pray doe not use these words, I must be gone;Alasse doe not foretell mine ills to come:Let not my care ...
35 (Song 5) (Mary Wroth Poems)
Time only cause of my unrest,By whom I hop'd once to be blest,How cruell art thou turn'd?That first gau'st lyfe ...
24 (Mary Wroth Poems)
When last I saw thee, I did not thee see,It was thine Image which in my thoughts laySo lively figur'd, ...
44 (Mary Wroth Poems)
What pleasure can a banish'd creature haveIn all the pastimes that invented areBy wit or learning? Absence making warreAgainst all ...
93 (Mary Wroth Poems)
Come merry Spring delight us,For Winter long did spight us,In pleasure still persever,Thy beauties ending never:Spring, and growLasting so,With joyes ...