The rolling wheele that runneth often round, The hardest steele in tract of time doth teare: and drizling drops that often doe redound, the firmest flint doth in continuance weare.Yet cannot I with many a dropping teare, and long i...

In that proud port, which her so goodly graceth, whiles her faire face she reares up to the skie: and to the ground her eie lids low embaseth, most goodly temperature ye may descry,Myld humblesse mixt with awfull majesty, for looki...

Retourne agayne my forces late dismayd, Unto the siege by you abandon'd quite; great shame it is to leave like one afrayd, so fayre a peece for one repulse so light.Gaynst such strong castles needeth greater might then those small...

One day as I unwarily did gaze on those fayre eyes my loves immortall light: the whiles my stonisht hart stood in amaze, through sweet illusion of her lookes delight,I mote perceive how in her glauncing sight, legions of loves...

One day as I unwarily did gaze on those fayre eyes my loves immortall light: the whiles my stonisht hart stood in amaze, through sweet illusion of her lookes delight,I mote perceive how in her glauncing sight, legions of loves...

Ye tradefull Merchants that with weary toyle do seeke most pretious things to make your gain: and both the Indias of their treasures spoile, what needeth you to seeke so farre in vaine?For loe my love doth in her selfe c...

Ye tradefull Merchants that with weary toyle do seeke most pretious things to make your gain: and both the Indias of their treasures spoile, what needeth you to seeke so farre in vaine?For loe my love doth in her selfe c...

Unrighteous Lord of love what law is this, That me thou makest thus tormented be: the whiles she lordeth in licentious blisse of her freewill, scorning both thee and me.See how the Tyrannesse doth joy to see the huge massacres whic...

Unrighteous Lord of love what law is this, That me thou makest thus tormented be: the whiles she lordeth in licentious blisse of her freewill, scorning both thee and me.See how the Tyrannesse doth joy to see the huge massacres whic...

Dayly when I do seeke and sew for peace, And hostages doe offer for my truth: she cruell warriour doth her selfe addresse to battell, and the weary war renew'th.Ne wilbe moov'd with reason or with rewth, to graunt small respit to m...