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 Love (26 Poems)
Rhodon And Iris. Act III (Ralph Knevet Poems)
SCEN. 1.Clematis Solo Well, if I were but once rid of her service, If I ever serv'd love-sicke mistris againe, I would feed all ...
Rhodon And Iris. Act V (Ralph Knevet Poems)
SCEN. 1.Acanthus, Anthophotus.An. Thou speak'st of things beyond beleefe, Acanthus.Ac. Too true it is, I shrewdly feare, For every circumstance makes it appeare That Rhodon ...
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 ...
Rhodon And Iris. Act IV (Ralph Knevet Poems)
SCEN. 1.Iris, Panace, Violetta.Ir. Curst was the wight that did in murther first Embrue his guilty hands: curst was that hand Which first was ...
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 ...
A Gallery To The Temple. Infinitenes (Ralph Knevet Poems)
(Lord) Hee, who goes about to find Thy pow'r, and bounds would to it sett, As soone may manacle the winde, Or aire ...
A Gallery To The Temple. Bounty (Ralph Knevet Poems)
(Lord) all the praise, Which I can attribute to thee, Is like a sparke, added to the sunnes rayes, Or droppe of water, ...
A Gallery To The Temple. The Dialogue (Ralph Knevet Poems)
Soule Nor wealthy mines, nor mineralls I seeke: My thoughts are low, and meeke, And like a tender leeke Both white, and greene; Though ...
A Gallery To The Temple. The Sute (Ralph Knevet Poems)
Lord winnowe mee from the vile dust Of vaine desires: Refine mee from my drosse, and rust, In gentle fires, Let mee not perish ...
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 ...
To Sir Roger Townsend (Ralph Knevet Poems)
I Sent my Muse unto the house of fame, Of her to enquire out some Honourd name Worthy of my Verse, and ...
A Gallery To The Temple. Knowledge (Ralph Knevet Poems)
The subtile Adder doth refuse to heare Th' Inchanters sound, But layes one eare, Unto the ground, And stoppes the other with his venom'd ...
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 Newyeares Gift (Ralph Knevet Poems)
This is the time, when that the Druid's sage, Their mysticke Mistleto, Divided to The superstitious Vulgar, as a gage Of future happynes, And good ...
A Gallery To The Temple. Jordan (Ralph Knevet Poems)
The cruell Souldier, with his speare, Did pierce our Saviours side, Whence bloud did flow, with water cleare: Oh what a blessed Fount ...
A Gallery To The Temple. Memorye (Ralph Knevet Poems)
Thou, that of all parts, Merits't to bee call'd, The Roome, and Armarye of arts, Which in Thee are wall'd, There by the intellect ...
Epicedium (Ralph Knevet Poems)
Needes Shee another Monument of stone, Who had so many better than this one: All which were Noble Hearts, whom her decease, Transmuted ...
A Gallery To The Temple. The Feast (Ralph Knevet Poems)
(Yee divine Epicures) whom sacred thirst Of high Beatitude, doth move, T'approche this Table; Here drinke, till yee burst Into a flood of ...
A Gallery To The Temple. Devotion (Ralph Knevet Poems)
While that my knees doe bowe unto my God, And my officious tongue doth pray, My heart seduced by some fancyes odde, Doth ...
A Gallery To The Temple. The Conception (Ralph Knevet Poems)
The glorious sunne forgetts his birth, And couples with the humble earth, Her wombe impregnates with warme showres, Produceing fruites and flowres: This an ...
A Gallery To The Temple. The Mansion (Ralph Knevet Poems)
My Lord lay in a stable twice; First when his Godhead was, Plac'd in that homely edifice, Where the tame Oxe, and Asse, His ...
To Mr. Thomas Warde Of Bixley (Ralph Knevet Poems)
If my devout Muse could ever bring Ought worth acceptance, or an offering Unto thy Vertue, justly I might deeme My selfe thrice ...
To Mr. Edward Wootton (Ralph Knevet Poems)
I find thee such: so kind, so true to mee, That I must owe both love, and life to thee Nor was't ...
To Mr. Shepherd Of Kyrby (Ralph Knevet Poems)
(Old Melibee) that hast the hearts of all, Because thy love is likewise generall: Not Time alone, but thy deare Countries cares Which ...