Author: Sir Walter Raleigh

Now Serena be not coy, Since we freely may enjoy Sweet embraces, such delights, As will shorten tedious nights. Think […]

WRONG not, sweet empress of my heart, The merit of true passion, With thinking that he feels no smart, That […]

Go, Soul, the body’s guest, Upon a thankless errand; Fear not to touch the best; The truth shall be thy […]

Like truthless dreams, so are my joys expired, And past return are all my dandled days; My love misled, and […]

Attend my words, my gentle knave, And you shall learn from me How boys at dinner may behave With due […]

When I am safely laid away, Out of work and out of play, Sheltered by the kindly ground From the […]

Even such is time, which takes in trust Our youth, our joys, and all we have, And pays us but […]

PASSIONS are liken’d best to floods and streams: The shallow murmur, but the deep are dumb; So, when affection yields […]

I was a Poet! But I did not know it, Neither did my Mother, Nor my Sister nor my Brother. […]

Nature, that washed her hands in milk, And had forgot to dry them, Instead of earth took snow and silk, […]