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My Dearest, To let you or the wor… What Debt of service I do truly o… To your unpattern’d self, were to… A language onely form’d in the des… Of him that writes. It is the com…
MY once dear love, hapless that I… Must call thee so, the rich affect… That fed our hope lies now exhaust… Like sums of treasure unto bankrup… We, that did nothing study but the…
O all ye Nations record, The Praises of the Lord; Ye people through the Universe, Your Makers praise rehearse. For He to us great kindness shewe…
VVhen first the Magick of thine e… Usurpt upon my liberty, Triumphing in my hearts spoyl, tho… Didst lock up thine in such a vow; When I prove false, may the brigh…
Black Maid, complain not that I f… When Fate commands Antipathy: Prodigious might that union prove, Where Night and Day together move… And the conjunction of our lips
Con mala Muger el remedio Mucha Tierra por el medio. I have oft wondred why thou didst… Thy Mistress of a stuff none coul… That wore his eyes in the right pl…
Lightned by that dimme Torch our… We sadly trace thy Coffin with ou… And though the Ceremonious Rites… Since thy fair body into earth was… Though all thy Hatchments into ra…
This Pile thou seest built out of… Contains no shroud within, nor mou… This bloodless Trunk is destitute… Which may the Soul-fled Mansion e… This seeming Sepulchre (to tell t…
Praise ye the Lord, your Songs ad… To praise His Holynes: O praise Him in His pow’rs extent… Who rules the firmament. Praise Him for all His acts of mi…
To have liv’d eminent in a degreee Beyond our lofty’st flights, that… Or t’have had too much merit is no… For such excesses find no Epitaph… At common graves we have Poetick…
My best of friends! what needs a c… One by your merit bound a Votarie… Think you I have some plot upon m… I would this bondage change for a… Since ’twas my fate your prisoner…
Ill busi’d man! why should’st thou… To lengthen out thy life’s short c… When ev’ry spectacle thou lookst u… Presents and acts thy execution. Each drooping season and each flow…
I will not weep, for ’twere as gre… To shed a tear for thee, as to hav… An Actor in thy death. Thy life a… Was but a various Scene on fortun… With whom thou tugg’st & strov…
VVere I to leave no more then a g… Or but to hear the summons to my e… (Which I have long’d for) I could… Attire my grief in words, and so a… That passion in my bosom, which ou…
BRAVE flowers—that I could gall… And be as little vain! You come abroad, and make a harmle… And to your beds of earth again. You are not proud: you know your b…