#EnglishWriters
See! what an undisturbed teare She weepes for her last sleepe; But, viewing her, straight wak’d a… She weepes that she did weepe. II.
Upon a day, when the Dog-star Unto the world proclaim’d a war, And poyson bark’d from black throa… And from his jaws infection shot, Under a deadly hen-bane shade
You, that can haply mixe your joye… And weave white Ios with black El… Can caroll out a dirge, and in one… Sing to the tune either of life, o… You, that can weepe the gladnesse…
AUSONIUS EPIG. Emptis quod libris tibi bibliothec… Doctum et grammaticum te, philomus… Quinetiam cytharas, chordas et bar… Mercator hodie, cras citharoedus,…
Heark, how she laughs aloud, Although the world put on its shro… Wept at by the fantastic crowd, Who cry: one drop, let fall From her, might save the universal…
If in me anger, or disdaine In you, or both, made me refraine From th’ noble intercourse of vers… That only vertuous thoughts rehear… Then, chaste Ellinda, might you f…
Wise emblem of our politick world, Sage Snayl, within thine own self… Instruct me softly to make hast, Whilst these my feet go slowly fas… Compendious Snayl! thou seem’st t…
Cold as the breath of winds that b… To silver shot descending snow, Lucasta sigh’t; when she did close The world in frosty chaines! And then a frowne to rubies frose
THE stubborne author of the trifl… That just now cheated you of 2 hou… Presumptuous, it lik’t him, began… Carelesse, whether it pleased you… But we who ground th’ excellence o…
Strive not, vain lover, to be fine… Thy silk’s the silk-worm’s, and no… You lessen to a fly your mistriss’… To think it may be in a cobweb cau… What, though her thin transparent…
Commanding asker, if it be Pity that you fain would have, Then I turn beggar unto thee, And ask the thing that thou dost c… I will suffice thy hungry need
Sweet serene skye-like flower, Haste to adorn her bower; From thy long clowdy bed Shoot forth thy damaske head. II.
HOW have I bin Religious? what s… Ha’s scap’t me that I never under… Have I Hel—guarded Hæresie o’rth… Heald wounded States? made Kings… That Fate should be so merciful t…
Comanding asker, if it be Pity that you faine would have, Then I turne begger unto thee, And aske the thing that thou dost… I will suffice thy hungry need,
CHA. W. W. Charon! thou slave! thou fo… CHA. A slave! a fool! what trai… W. Come bring thy boat. CH… CHA. The blest will disagree, a…