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A Girdle William Strode	This circle here is drawne about To keepe all tempting spiritts...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Coridon to his Phillis Sir Edward Dyer	Dooth love to draw, but is not drawne to love...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
King Arthur's Death Thomas Percy	Unlesse a sword drawne they shold...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Muiopotmos, Or The Fate Of The Butterflie Edmund Spenser	Betwixt two mightie ones of great estate, Drawne into armes, and proofe of mortall fight, Through prowd ambition, and hartswelling hate,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
On The Bible William Strode	The world's upholder drawne into a span, Shee, shee was not so blest because she bare him As cause herselfe was new-born,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
On The Death Of Dr. Lancton President Of Maudlin College William Strode	Then high swolne sighes drawne in and sent out strong Seeme to call back the soule or goe...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
On The Life Of Man William Strode	Are but drawne curtaynes when the play is...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Poems to Mulgrave and Scroope Lord John Wilmot	Why shou'd my Prostituted Sense, be drawne, To ev'ry Rule, their musty Customes...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Songe To Aella, Lorde Of The Castel Of Brystowe Ynne Daies Of Yore Thomas Chatterton	Drawne bie thyne anlace felle, Downe to the depthe of helle Thousandes of Dacyanns went;...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet LXXII Edmund Spenser	heauens glory in her light: drawne with sweet pleasures bayt, it back doth fly, and vnto heauen forgets her former...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Boy and the Mantle Thomas Percy	He had a sute of silke About his middle drawne; Without he cold of curtesye, He thought itt much...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Amarantha; That She Would Dishevell Her Haire Richard Lovelace	And when all wells are drawne dry, I'll drink a teare out of thine...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Amarantha; That She Would Dishevell Her Haire Richard Lovelace	And when all wells are drawne dry, I'll drink a teare out of thine...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Aramantha, That She Would Dishevel Her Hair Richard Lovelace	And when all wells are drawne dry, I'll drink a teare out of thine...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)

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