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If Cynthia be a queen, a princess… Keep these among the rest, or say… For those that like, expound, and… Meanings according as their minds… For writing what thou art, or show…
Go, soul, the body’s guest, Upon a thankless errand; Fear not to touch the best; The truth shall be thy warrant. Go, since I needs must die,
But stay, my thoughts, make end, g… Harsh is the voice of woe and sorr… Complaints cure not, and tears do… Griefs for a time, which after mor… To seek for moisture in the Arabi…
To Griggs, that learned man, in m… His kids were his delight, and phy… Now Griggs, grown old and glum, a… Physics himself at home, and sends…
Give me my scallop shell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon, My scrip of joy, immortal diet, My bottle of salvation, My gown of glory, hope’s true gage…
As you came from the holy land Of Walsingham, Met you not with my true love By the way as you came? “How shall I know your true love,
What is our life? A play of passi… Our mirth the music of division, Our mother’s wombs the tiring—hous… Where we are dressed for this shor… Heaven the judicious sharp spectat…
Three things there be that prosper… And flourish, whilst they grow asu… But on a day, they meet all in one… And when they meet, they one anoth… And they be these: the wood, the w…
When I am safely laid away, Out of work and out of play, Sheltered by the kindly ground From the world of sight and sound, One or two of those I leave
Fortune hath taken thee away, my l… My life’s soul and my soul’s heave… Fortune hath taken thee away, my p… My only light and my true fancy’s… Fortune hath taken all away from m…
Prais’d be Diana’s fair and harml… Prais’d be the dews wherewith she… Prais’d be her beams, the glory of… Prais’d be her power by which all… Prais’d be her nymphs with whom sh…
Now Serena be not coy, Since we freely may enjoy Sweet embraces, such delights, As will shorten tedious nights. Think that beauty will not stay
If all the world and love were you… And truth in every Shepherd’s ton… These pretty pleasures might me mo… To live with thee, and be thy love… Time drives the flocks from field…
Farewell, false love, the oracle o… A mortal foe and enemy to rest, An envious boy, from whom all care… A bastard vile, a beast with rage… A way of error, a temple full of t…
Rise, O my soul! with thy desires… And with divinest contemplation us… Thy time, when time’s eternity is… And let vain thoughts no more thy… But down in darkness let them lie;