LORD HERBERT OF CHERBURY To a Lady that desired I would love her A Song: Ask me no more where Jove bestowes Sonnet: Of thee (kind boy) I ask no red and white -Sonnet: Oh! for some honest Lovers ghost . Song: Out upon it, I have lov'd . To Cynthia. On concealment of her beauty 53 The Picture of little T. C. in a Prospect of Flowers 80 81 85 Thou hast made me, And shall thy worke decay? This is my playes last scene, here heavens appoint At the round earths imagin'd corners, blow Death be not proud, though some have called thee What if this present were the worlds last night? Batter my heart, three person'd God; for, you The Church-floore The Windows L |