English poetry

Poems in English

THE OLD WIVES’ PRAYER

Holy-Rood, come forth and shield Us i’ th’ city and the field; Safely guard us, now and aye, From the […]

Draw-gloves

At draw-gloves we’ll play, And prithee let’s lay A wager, and let it be this : Who first to the […]

Up Scoble

Scobble for whoredom whips his wife and cries He’ll slit her nose; but blubbering she replies, “Good sir, make no […]

UPON THE LOSS OF HIS MISTRESSES

I have lost, and lately, these Many dainty mistresses: Stately Julia, prime of all; Sapho next, a principal: Smooth Anthea, […]

THE PLAUDITE, OR END OF LIFE

If after rude and boisterous seas My wearied pinnace here finds ease; If so it be I’ve gain’d the shore, […]

THE HAG

The Hag is astride, This night for to ride, The devil and she together; Through thick and through thin, Now […]

TO HIS CONSCIENCE

Can I not sin, but thou wilt be My private protonotary? Can I not woo thee, to pass by A […]

UPON JULIA’S CLOTHES

Whenas in silks my Julia goes, Till, then, methinks, how sweetly flows That liquefaction of her clothes! Next, when I […]

DELIGHT IN DISORDER

A sweet disorder in the dress Kindles in clothes a wantonness; A lawn about the shoulders thrown Into a fine […]

Upon Parson Beanes

Old Parson Beanes hunts six days of the week, And on the seventh, he has his notes to seek. Six […]

ANTHEA’S RETRACTATION

Anthea laugh’d, and, fearing lest excess Might stretch the cords of civil comeliness She with a dainty blush rebuked her […]

TO DIANEME

I could but see thee yesterday Stung by a fretful bee; And I the javelin suck’d away, And heal’d the […]

GOOD PRECEPTS, OR COUNSEL

In all thy need, be thou possest Still with a well prepared breast; Nor let the shackles make thee sad; […]

TO THE ROSE: SONG

Go, happy Rose, and interwove With other flowers, bind my Love. Tell her, too, she must not be Longer flowing, […]

Discontents In Devon

More discontents I never had Since I was born, than here; Where I have been, and still am, sad, In […]

The Vine

I dreamed this mortal part of mine Was metamorphosed to a vine, Which, crawling one and every way, Enthralled my […]

THE WATCH

Man is a watch, wound up at first, but never Wound up again; Once down, he’s down for ever. The […]

Oberon’s Feast

Hapcot! To thee the Fairy State I with discretion, dedicate. Because thou prizest things that are Curious, and un-familiar. Take […]

UPON JULIA’S RECOVERY

Droop, droop no more, or hang the head, Ye roses almost withered; Now strength, and newer purple get, Each here […]

The Bag Of The Bee

About the sweet bag of a bee Two cupids fell at odds, And whose the pretty prize should be They […]

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