Love Poems – Page 51
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Old Age
The seas are quiet when the winds give o'er; / So calm are we when passions are no more. / For then we know how vain it was to boast … -
Hymn on the Morning of Christ's Nativity
It was the Winter wilde, / While the Heav'n-born-childe, / All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies; … -
On Time
Fly envious Time, till thou run out thy race, / Call on the lazy leaden-stepping hours, / Whose speed is but the heavy Plummets pace; … -
At a Solemn Musick
Blest pair of Sirens, pledges of Heav'ns joy, / Sphear-born harmonious Sisters, Voice, and Vers, / Wed your divine sounds, and mixt power employ … -
L'Allegro
Hence loathèd Melancholy / Of Cerberus and blackest midnight born, / In Stygian Cave forlorn … -
Il Penseroso
Hence vain deluding joyes, / The brood of folly without father bred, / How little you bested, … -
From 'Arcades'
O're the smooth enameld green / Where no print of step hath been, / Follow me as I sing, … -
From 'Comus'
The Star that bids the Shepherd fold, / Now the top of Heav'n doth hold, / And the gilded Car of Day, … -
Lycidas
Yet once more, O ye Laurels, and once more / Ye Myrtles brown, with Ivy never-sear, / I com to pluck your Berries harsh and crude, … -
On His Blindness
When I consider how my light is spent / E're half my days, in this dark world and wide, / And that one Talent which is death to hide, …
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