#EnglishWriters
Heark! Oh heark! you guilty Tre… In whose gloomy Galleries Was the cruell’st murder done, That e’re yet eclipst the Sunne ; Be then henceforth in your twigges
Night! loathed jaylor of the lock’… And tyrant-turnkey on committed da… Bright eyes lye fettered in thy du… And Heaven it self doth thy dark… Thou dost arise our living hell;
ITEM. Ictu non potuit primo Cato solver… Defecit tanto vulnere victa manus: Altius inseruit digitos, qua spiri… Exiret, magnum dextera fecit iter.
Depose your finger of that Ring, And Crowne mine with’t awhile Now I restor’t.—Pray, do’s it bri… Back with it more of soile? Or shines it not as innocent,
Now fie upon that everlasting life… She hates! Ah me! It makes me m… As if love fir’d his torch at a mo… Or with his joyes e’re crown’d the… Oh, let me live and shout, when I…
Forbear, thou great good husband,… A little respite from thy flood of… Thou, thine own horse and cart und… Thy spacious tent, fan thy prodigi… Down with thy double load of that…
PENTADII. Non est, fulleris, haec beata non… Quod vos creditis esse, vita non e… Fulgentes manibus videre gemmas Et testudineo jacere lecto,
Hither with hallowed steps as is t… That must enshrine this saint with… And sad aspects as the dark vails… Virgins opprest, draw gently, gent… Enter the dismall chancell of this…
DE ASINO QUI DENTIBU… Carminis iliaci libros consumpsit… Hoc fatum Troiae est: aut equus,… THE ASSE EATING THE AEN… A wretched asse the Aeneids did d…
You that shall live awhile, before Old time tyrs, and is no more: When that this ambitious stone Stoopes low as what it tramples on… Know that in that age, when sinne
If to be absent were to be Away from thee; Or that when I am gone, You or I were alone; Then my LUCASTA might I crave
UNHAPPY youth betrayd by Fate To such a Love hath Sainted Hate… And damned those Cælestiall bonds Are onely knit with equal hands ; The Love of Great Ones? 'Tis a…
Were it that you so shun me, 'caus… (Cruels’t) a fellow in your wretch… Or that you take some small ease i… Torments, to heare another sadly g… I were most happy in my paines, to…
Heark! Oh heark! you guilty tree… In whose gloomy galleries Was the cruell’st murder done, That e’re yet eclipst the sunne. Be then henceforth in your twigges
AD LESBIAM, CAT. EP. 73. Dicebas quondam, solum to nosse C… Lesbia, nec prae me velle tenere… Dilexi tum te, non tantum ut vulgu… Sed pater ut gnatos diligit et gen…