Nymphidia, The Court Of Fairy (Michael Drayton Poems)
Old Chaucer doth of Thopas tell,Mad Rabelais of Pantagruel,A latter third of Dowsabell,With such poor trifles playing;Others the like have ...
Old Chaucer doth of Thopas tell,Mad Rabelais of Pantagruel,A latter third of Dowsabell,With such poor trifles playing;Others the like have ...
Fair stood the wind for France, When we our sails advance; Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; But putting to the ...
Fair stood the wind for FranceWhen we our sails advance,Nor now to prove our chanceLonger will tarry;But putting to the ...
Muse, bid the morn awake,Sad winter now declines,Each bird doth choose a mate,This day's St. Valentine's;For that good bishop's sakeGet ...
That instrument ne'er heardStruck by the skilful bardIt strongly to awake,But it the Infernals searedAnd made Olympus quake.As those prophetic ...
SINCE there 's no help, come let us kiss and part—Nay, I have done, you get no more of me;And ...
Our flood's-queen Thames for ships and swans is crown'd,And stately Severn for her shore is prais'd,The crystal Trent for fords ...
Plain-path'd Experience, th'unlearned's guide,Her simple followers evidently showsSometimes what Schoolmen scarcely can decide,Nor yet wise Reason absolutely knows.In making trial ...
Muses, which sadly sit about my chair, Drown'd in the tears extorted by my lines, With heavy sighs whilst thus ...
My Fair, if thou wilt register my love, A world of volumes shall thereof arise; Preserve my tears, and thou ...
Cupid Conjured Thou purblind boy, since thou hast been so slack To wound her heart, whose eyes have wounded me, ...
Plain-path'd Experience, th'unlearned's guide, Her simple followers evidently shows Sometimes what Schoolmen scarcely can decide, Nor yet wise Reason absolutely ...
In former times such as had store of coin, In wars at home, or when for conquests bound, For fear ...
When like an eaglet I first found my Love, For that the virtue I thereof would know, Upon the nest ...
Love's Lunacy Why do I speak of joy, or write of love, When my heart is the very den of ...
My heart the anvil where my thoughts do beat; My words the hammers fashioning my desire; My breast the forge ...
Why should your fair eyes with such sovereign grace Disperse their rays on every vulgar spirit, Whilst I in darkness, ...
To the Soul That learned Father, who so firmly proves The Soul of man immortal and divine, And doth the ...
To Miracle Some, misbelieving and profane in love, When I do speak of miracles by thee, May say, that thou ...
In pride of wit when high desire of fame Gave life and courage to my laboring pen, And first the ...
To nothing fitter can I thee compare Than to the son of some rich penny-father, Who, having now brought on ...
To the Critic Methinks I see some crooked mimic jeer, And tax my Muse with this fantastic grace, Turning my ...
Thou leaden brain, which censur'st what I write, And say'st my lines be dull and do not move, I marvel ...
Another to the River Anker Clear Anker, on whose silver-sanded shore My soul-shrin'd saint, my fair Idea, lies, O blessed ...
Clear Ancor, on whose silver-sanded shore My soul-shrin'd saint, my fair Idea lies, O blessed brook, whose milk-white swans adore ...
To such as say thy love I overprize, And do not stick to term my praises folly, Against these folks, ...
Yet read at last the story of my woe, The dreary abstracts of my endless cares, With my life's sorrow ...
Whilst thus my pen strives to eternize thee, Age rules my lines with wrinkles in my face, Where in the ...
You best discern'd of my mind's inward eyes, And yet your graces outwardly divine, Whose dear remembrance in my bosom ...
Our flood's-queen Thames for ships and swans is crown'd, And stately Severn for her shore is prais'd, The crystal Trent ...
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