#Welsh
MUST I then see, alas! eternal n… Sitting upon those fairest eyes, And closing all those beams, which… So radiant and bright, That light and heat in them to us…
Having interred her infant-birth, The watery ground that late did mo… Was strewed with flowers for the r… Of the wished bridegroom of the ea… The well-accorded birds did sing
Uncessant Minutes, whil’st you mo… The time that tells our life, whic… Never so fast or farr, you’r new b… Short steps shall overtake; for th… May scape his own Account, it sha…
Here stinks a Poet, I confess, Yet wanting breath stinks so much…
TEARS, flow no more, or if you n… Fall yet more slow, Do not the world invade, From smaller springs than yours ri… And they again a Sea have made,
’Twas not enough, Ben Johnson, to… Of English Poets best, but to hav… In greater state, to their acquain… So equal to himself and thee, that… Might be thy second, while thy Gl…
Deep sighs, records of my unpitied… Memorials of my true though hopele… Keep time with my sad thoughts, ti… My long despairs for vain and caus… Yet if such hap never to you befal…
WHEN our rude and unfashion’d wo… A being in their elements enjoy’d, Senseless and void, Come at last to be formed by thy t… And from thy breath receive that l…
Fatal Aspect ! that hast an Influ… More powerful far than those Immo… That but incline the Will and mov… Which thou alone contrain'st, kind… Of such an holy force, as more ins…
Now that the April of your youth… The garden of your face; Now that for you each knowing love… And all seek to your grace; Do nor repay affection with scorns…
Must he be ever dead? Cannot we a… Another life unto that Prince tha… Our souls laid up in him? Could n… Now when he left us, make that bod… After his death one Age? And keep…
BLACK eyes if you seem dark, It is because your beams are deep, And with your soul united keep: Who could discern Enough into them, there might lear…
Breaking from under that thy cloud… Open and shine yet more, shine out… Thou glorious golden-beam-darting… Even till my wonder-stricken sense… Shoot out in light and shine those…
Uncessant Minutes, whil’st you mo… The time that tells our life, whi… Never so fast or farr, you’r new… Short steps shall overtake; for t… May scape his own Account, it sha…
Black beauty, which above that com… Whose Power can no colours here r… But those which darkness can again… Do’st still remain unvary’d to the… And like an object equal to the vi…
