English poetry

Poems in English

To My Inconstant Mistress

When thou, poor excommunicate From all the joys of love, shalt see The full reward and glorious fate Which my […]

Celia Beeding, To the Surgeon

Fond man, that canst believe her blood Will from those purple channels flow; Or that the pure untainted flood Can […]

The Spring

Now that the winter’s gone, the earth hath lost Her snow-white robes, and now no more the frost Candies the […]

A Cruel Mistress

We read of kings and gods that kindly took A pitcher fill’d with water from the brook ; But I […]

Epitaph for Maria Wentworth

And here the precious dust is laid; Whose purely-temper’d clay was made So fine that it the guest betray’d. Else […]

Secrecy Protested

FEAR not, dear love, that I’ll reveal Those hours of pleasure we two steal ; No eye shall see, nor […]

Song. Murdering Beauty

I’LL gaze no more on her bewitching face, Since ruin harbours there in every place ; For my enchanted soul […]

The Primrose

Ask me why I send you here The firstling of the infant year; Ask me why I send to you […]

A Song

Ask me no more where Jove bestows, When June is past, the fading rose; For in your beauty’s orient deep […]

Persuasions to Joy, a Song

IF the quick spirits in your eye Now languish and anon must die; If every sweet and every grace Must […]

Ask Me No More

Ask me no more where Jove bestows, When June is past, the fading rose; For in your beauty’s orient deep […]

Another

THIS little vault, this narrow room, Of Love and Beauty is the tomb; The dawning beam, that ‘gan to clear […]

Disdain Returned

He that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from starlike eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain […]

The Unfading Beauty

HE that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain […]

A Divine Mistress

In Nature’s pieces still I see Some error that might mended be; Something my wish could still remove, Alter or […]

To A. L. Persuasions to Love

THINK not, ’cause men flattering say You’re fresh as April, sweet as May, Bright as is the morning star, That […]

Lips and Eyes

IN Celia’s face a question did arise, Which were more beautiful, her lips or eyes? ” We,” said the eyes, […]

A prayer to the Wind

Go thou gentle whispering wind, Bear this sigh; and if thou find Where my cruel fair doth rest, Cast it […]

Boldness in Love

Mark how the bashful morn in vain Courts the amorous marigold, With sighing blasts and weeping rain, Yet she refuses […]

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