Author: John Fletcher

Care-charming Sleep, thou easer of all woes, Brother to Death, sweetly thyself dispose On this afflicted prince; fall like a […]

Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn, And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that […]

SING his praises that doth keep Our flocks from harm. Pan, the father of our sheep; And arm in arm […]

NOW the lusty spring is seen; Golden yellow, gaudy blue, Daintily invite the view: Everywhere on every green Roses blushing […]

WEEP no more, nor sigh, nor groan, Sorrow calls no time that ‘s gone: Violets pluck’d, the sweetest rain Makes […]

CYNTHIA, to thy power and thee We obey. Joy to this great company! And no day Come to steal this […]

BEAUTY clear and fair, Where the air Rather like a perfume dwells; Where the violet and the rose Their blue […]

AWAY, delights! go seek some other dwelling, For I must die. Farewell, false love! thy tongue is ever telling Lie […]

LAY a garland on my herse Of the dismal yew; Maidens, willow branches bear; Say, I died true. My love […]

COME, Sleep, and with thy sweet deceiving Lock me in delight awhile; Let some pleasing dreams beguile All my fancies; […]