A Pastoral upon the birth of Prince Charles: presented to the King (Robert Herrick Poems)
AMIN. Good day, Mirtillo. MIRT. And to you no less;And all fair signs lead on our shepherdess.AMAR. With all white ...
AMIN. Good day, Mirtillo. MIRT. And to you no less;And all fair signs lead on our shepherdess.AMAR. With all white ...
As Julia once a-slumb'ring lay,It chanced a bee did fly that way,After a dew, or dew-like shower,To tipple freely in ...
My Muse in meads has spent her many hours Sitting, and sorting several sorts of flowers, To make for others ...
I dreamt the Roses one time went To meet and sit in Parliament; The place for these, and for the ...
My dearest Love, since thou wilt go, And leave me here behind thee; For love or pity, let me know ...
Charm me asleep, and melt me so With thy delicious numbers; That being ravish'd, hence I go Away in easy ...
Ask me why I send you here This sweet Infanta of the year? Ask me why I send to you ...
O thou, the wonder of all days! O paragon, and pearl of praise! O Virgin-martyr, ever blest Above the rest ...
When I behold a forest spread With silken trees upon thy head; And when I see that other dress Of ...
Among the myrtles as I walk'd Love and my sighs thus intertalk'd: Tell me, said I, in deep distress, Where ...
Thrice, and above, blest, my soul's half, art thou, In thy both last and better vow; Could'st leave the city, ...
I call, I call: who do ye call? The maids to catch this cowslip ball! But since these cowslips fading ...
Ye have been fresh and green, Ye have been fill'd with flowers; And ye the walks have been Where maids ...
Here we securely live, and eat The cream of meat; And keep eternal fires, By which we sit, and do ...
As Julia once a-slumb'ring lay, It chanced a bee did fly that way, After a dew, or dew-like shower, To ...
The May-pole is up, Now give me the cup; I'll drink to the garlands around it; But first unto those ...
Why do ye weep, sweet babes? can tears Speak grief in you, Who were but born just as the modest ...
SWEET western wind, whose luck it is, Made rival with the air, To give Perenna's lip a kiss, And fan ...
Frolic virgins once these were, Overloving, living here; Being here their ends denied Ran for sweet-hearts mad, and died. Love, ...
To gather flowers, Sappha went, And homeward she did bring Within her lawny continent, The treasure of the Spring. She ...
Go, happy Rose, and interwove With other flowers, bind my Love. Tell her, too, she must not be Longer flowing, ...
First, April, she with mellow showers Opens the way for early flowers; Then after her comes smiling May, In a ...
Chorus. What sweeter music can we bring, Than a Carol, for to sing The Birth of this our heavenly King? ...
TO THE HONOURED MR ENDYMION PORTER, GROOM OF THE BED-CHAMBER TO HIS MAJESTY Sweet country life, to such unknown, Whose ...
These fresh beauties, we can prove, Once were virgins, sick of love, Turn'd to flowers: still in some, Colours go ...
A PASTORAL UPON THE BIRTH OF PRINCE CHARLES: PRESENTED TO THE KING, AND SET BY MR NIC. LANIERE THE SPEAKERS: ...
Why, Madam, will ye longer weep, Whenas your baby's lull'd asleep? And, pretty child, feels now no more Those pains ...
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