Love Poems – Page 31
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A Cradle Song
Come little babe, come silly soul, / Thy father's shame, thy mother's grief, / Born as I doubt to all our dole, … -
The Silent Loveri
Passions are liken'd best to floods and streams: / The shallow murmur, but the deep are dumb; / So, when affection yields discourse, it seems … -
The Silent Loverii
Wrong not, sweet empress of my heart, / The merit of true passion, / With thinking that he feels no smart, … -
His Pilgrimage
Give me my scallop-shell of quiet, / My staff of faith to walk upon, / My scrip of joy, immortal diet, … -
The Conclusion
Even such is Time, that takes in trust / Our youth, our joys, our all we have, / And pays us but with earth and dust; … -
Whilst it is prime
Fresh Spring, the herald of loves mighty king, / In whose cote-armour richly are displayd / All sorts of flowers, the which on earth do spring, … -
A Ditty
See where she sits upon the grassie greene, / (O seemely sight!) / Yclad in Scarlot, like a mayden Queene, … -
Prothalamion
Calme was the day, and through the trembling ayre / Sweete-breathing Zephyrus did softly play / A gentle spirit, that lightly did delay … -
Epithalamion
Ye learnèd sisters, which have oftentimes / Beene to me ayding, others to adorne, / Whom ye thought worthy of your gracefull rymes, … -
From 'Daphnaïda'
She fell away in her first ages spring, / Whil'st yet her leafe was greene, and fresh her rinde, / And whil'st her braunch faire blossomes foorth did bring, …
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