The Kings' Lyrics: Lyrical Poems of the Reigns of King James I and King Charles I: Together with the Ballad of Agincourt Written by Michael Drayton |
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... then our woes , our griefs , our cries : O vanish words ! words do but passions move : O dearest life ! joy's sweet ! O sweetest love ! From The Musical Dream . This time doth well dispense With lovers ' long discourse 9 Robert Jones.
... then our woes , our griefs , our cries : O vanish words ! words do but passions move : O dearest life ! joy's sweet ! O sweetest love ! From The Musical Dream . This time doth well dispense With lovers ' long discourse 9 Robert Jones.
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... delight , O cease we then our woes , our griefs , our cries : O vanish words ! words do but passions move : O dearest life ! joy's sweet ! O sweetest love ! From The Musical Dream . S OFT , Cupid , soft , there is no 9 Robert Jones.
... delight , O cease we then our woes , our griefs , our cries : O vanish words ! words do but passions move : O dearest life ! joy's sweet ! O sweetest love ! From The Musical Dream . S OFT , Cupid , soft , there is no 9 Robert Jones.
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... sweet - smelling flow'rs : To rocks , to springs , to rills , from leavy bow'rs Thou thy Creator's goodness dost declare , And what dear gifts on thee he did not spare , A stain to human sense in sin that low'rs . What soul can be so ...
... sweet - smelling flow'rs : To rocks , to springs , to rills , from leavy bow'rs Thou thy Creator's goodness dost declare , And what dear gifts on thee he did not spare , A stain to human sense in sin that low'rs . What soul can be so ...
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... Sweet Spring , thou com'st - but , ah ! my pleasant hours , And happy days , with thee come not again ; The sad memorials only of my pain Do with thee come , which turn my sweets to sours . Thou art the same which still thou wert before ...
... Sweet Spring , thou com'st - but , ah ! my pleasant hours , And happy days , with thee come not again ; The sad memorials only of my pain Do with thee come , which turn my sweets to sours . Thou art the same which still thou wert before ...
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... not kill that bee That thus hath wounded thee ! Sweet , it was no despite , But hue did him deceive : For when thy lips did close , He deemed them a rose . What wouldst thou further crave ? He wanting wit , 18 The Kings ' Lyrics.
... not kill that bee That thus hath wounded thee ! Sweet , it was no despite , But hue did him deceive : For when thy lips did close , He deemed them a rose . What wouldst thou further crave ? He wanting wit , 18 The Kings ' Lyrics.
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Anthony Van Dyck beauty bird blood Book of Airs breast bright bright Morning Star Campion Carew Celia cheeks Cherry ripe Crashaw crown Cupid dance daub'd with flesh dear delight divine doth Drummond earth engraving fair False world Farewell Fate flowers Francis Quarles garlands George Vertue George Wither grief Habington Herbert Herrick house be daub'd James Shirley King Charles King James kiss lips Lord Love's Lovelace lover lyric Michael Drayton MICHEL DE MONTAIGNE Milton Morning Muse nightingale Nymph O'er pale poems Quarles Richard Brome Richard Lovelace Robert Herrick rose says that fictions Shirley sing sing'st smile Song Sonnet stars stay that covetous strange outlandish fowl Suckling sweet groves sweetest tell thee There's thine eyes Thomas Carew thou art thou ly'st thou Siren thou wert thy shafts already thy tired heart tyme unto verse wanton weep William William Habington wind wings Wither