Rhodon And Iris. Act I (Ralph Knevet Poems)
SCEN. 1.Poneria, Agnostus.Ag. Is the worlds eye not yet asleepe?Po. Hath Jove not yet put on his starry night-cap? No; nor Juno her spangl'd ...
Ralph Knevet Poems on Light (17 Poems)
Rhodon And Iris. Act II (Ralph Knevet Poems)
SCEN. 1.Poneria, Agnostus.Po. Bold foolish wickednesse is that Which walks by day, expos'd to the world's eie. Sinne is the daughter of the darkest ...
A Gallery To The Temple. The Incarnation (Ralph Knevet Poems)
(My God) who dids't thy glorious throne forsake, And from a Virgin pure thy manhood take, That Thou, thereby mights't us thy ...
A Threnode (Ralph Knevet Poems)
Upon the Death of those two Honourable Gentlemen, Sir JOHN BURROWES, late Lieutenant of the English Infantrie in the Ile ...
Funerall Elegy 3. (Ralph Knevet Poems)
When Hils, and Valleys, wrap't in sheets of snow, Did pennance for their summer luxury, And Winter old unto the world did ...
A Gallery To The Temple. The Pilgrimage (Ralph Knevet Poems)
Errours of youth. How did my sorowes mount above My hopes, and threate Me to defeate, While I did wander in a grove, Through crooked ...
Funerall Elegy 2. (Ralph Knevet Poems)
Retreate (sad passions) to your chanels now, Let sorrowes inundations cease to flow: Griefes, (which distinguish Mortals from the Gods) Ought to be ...
A Gallery To The Temple. Weakenes (Ralph Knevet Poems)
(Oh Lord) how can I observe thy commands, Since I have neither heart, nor hands, I want both eares, and eyes: The facultyes, Of ...
A Gallery To The Temple. Prodigyes (Ralph Knevet Poems)
Wee heare of dire portents, and Prodigies, Sad meteours of bloud, and fire, The signes of heavenly ire, Forewarners of the Earths calamityes, Summons ...
A Gallery To The Temple. Truth (Ralph Knevet Poems)
(Faire naked Amazon) Invincible in force, Earths Martyr, but Heavens Minion, Religions source, The Mistris of the intellect, A Mistris without blemish, or defect. Great Monosyllable, The ...
A Gallery To The Temple. Sciences (Ralph Knevet Poems)
Many their language labour to correct, And for to speake in the best dialect, But few, or none contend Their lives t'amend. Logicke, the ...
A Gallery To The Temple. The Race (Ralph Knevet Poems)
This life is an Olympicke Game, a Race, Wherein the Victours shall bee crown'd, With liveing bayes; which Time cannot deface: But many ...
To Mr. Thomas Knevet Of Ashwell Thorpe (Ralph Knevet Poems)
Thou, that dost know thy Starres, canst calculate Thy geniture, and see to what end fate Did lend thee to the earth; ...
A Gallery To The Temple. The Extremes (Ralph Knevet Poems)
When I (at Rome) beheld poore people fall, Before brasse, stone, and paper painted, Yea every metall, and materiall, That canonized was, and ...
A Gallery To The Temple. The Apologye (Ralph Knevet Poems)
I blesse those calmes, Which gave me leisure, For to endite these holy psalmes, In stead of songs of pleasure. I praise my God, ...
A Gallery To The Temple. The Burthen (Ralph Knevet Poems)
While on my self I doe reflect, I spy a brittle House of clay, With many imperfections deck't, Which while I labour to ...
A Gallery To The Temple. The Antiphon (Ralph Knevet Poems)
Chorus./ Prais'd bee our Great Creatour, Angells./ In the skyes. Men./ In earth and water. Cho./ Who doth not his workes despise An. Us Hee ...