The Historie Of Pesistratus And Catanea. The Argument. (Edmund Elviden Poems)
In Grecian soyle two brothers born there is, they father haue Agenetos, whose blis, In happie time the children ...
In Grecian soyle two brothers born there is, they father haue Agenetos, whose blis, In happie time the children ...
A. D. 1692 SOE, Mistress Anne, faire neighbour myne, How rides a witche when nighte-winds blowe? Folk saye that ...
Why, Disease, dost thou molestLadies? and of them the best?Do not men, ynow of ritesTo thy altars, by their nightsSpent ...
Undone, undone the lawyers are,They wander about the towne,Nor can find the way to Westminster, Now Charing-cross is downe;At the ...
(On the sinking of the "Titanic")The jealous Sea moaned in the April night:"Lo! there are comrades hidden in my heart,Unfortunates ...
Unto a soul there came the spectre Strife,To teach him of the bitterness of life;And then came Grief, to mock ...
Time was, O Love, when I a vassal knelt,Obedient, at the footstool of thy throne;When all my life was thine--yea, ...
Ye highlands and ye lawlands,Oh! quhair hae ye been?They hae slaine the Earl of Murray,And hae laid him on the ...
Thou hast come back to me!(Thou who didst die a year ago,And slept so many days beneath the snow)Thou hast ...
It seemes that Tunis is an auncient towne Neere to the ruines of Carthage once so prowde,Whose stately buildings now ...
When I am in New York, I like to drop around at night, To visit with my honest, genial friends, ...
LONDON, thou art of townes A per se. Soveraign of cities, seemliest in sight, Of high renoun, riches and royaltie; ...
London, thou art of town{.e}s A per se. Soveraign of cities, semeliest in sight, Of high renoun, riches, and royaltie; ...
THE PROLOGUE. This worthy limitour, this noble Frere, He made always a manner louring cheer* *countenance Upon the Sompnour; but ...
THE PROLOGUE. THE Cook of London, while the Reeve thus spake, For joy he laugh'd and clapp'd him on the ...
Well Sir, 'tis granted, I said Dryden's Rhimes, Were stoln, unequal, nay dull many times: What foolish Patron, is there ...
Deare Friend. I heare this Towne does soe abound, With sawcy Censurers, that faults are found, With what of late ...
Hath Christmas furr'd your Chimneys, Or have the maides neglected, Doe Fire-balls droppe from your Chimney's toppe, The Pidgin is ...
YE learned sisters, which have oftentimes Beene to me ayding, others to adorne, Whom ye thought worthy of your gracefull ...
TEll me ye merchants daughters did ye see So fayre a creature in your towne before, So sweet, so louely, ...
RIng ye the bels, ye yong men of the towne, And leaue your wonted labors for this day: This day ...
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