Songs and Sonnets

  • The Long Love That in My Thought Doth Harbor
  • Yet was I never of your love aggrieved
  • Was never file yet
    half so well ye filed
  • The lively sparks that issue from those eyes
  • Such vain thought as wonted to mislead me
  • Unstable dream, according to the place
  • Yet that in love find luck and sweet abundance
  • If waker care ; if sudden pale colour
  • Caesar, when that the traitor of Egypt
  • Each man me telleth I change most my devise
  • Some fowls there be that have so perfect sight
  • Because I still kept thee from lies and blame
  • I find no peace, and all my war is done
  • My Galley charged with forgetfulness
  • Avising the bright beams of those fair eyes
  • My love to scorn, my service to retain
  • Such is the course that nature's kind hath wrought
  • Ever my hap is slack and slow in coming
  • Love, Fortune, and my mind which do remember
  • How oft have I, my dear and cruel foe
  • Like unto these unmeasurable mountains
  • If amorous faith, or if a heart unfeigned
  •  My Galley charged with forgetfulness
  • Avising the bright beams of those fair eyes
  • My love to scorn, my service to retain
  • Such is the course that nature's kind hath wrought
  • Ever my hap is slack and slow in coming
  • Love, Fortune, and my mind which do remember
  • How oft have I, my dear and cruel foe
  • Like unto these unmeasurable mountains
  • If amorous faith, or if a heart unfeigned
  • My heart I gave thee, not to do it pain
  • The flaming sighs that boil within my breast
  • The pillar perish'd is whereto I leant
  • Farewell, Love, and all thy laws for ever
  • Whoso list to hunt? I know where is an hind
  • Divers doth use
    abide, and abide ; and better abide
  • Though I myself be bridled of my mind
  • To rail or jest, ye know I use it not


 

Satires

Of the Mean and Sure Estate,
Written to John Poins [My mother's maids, when they did sew and spin]

Mine Own John Poynz

A spending hand

 

 Songs and Epigram

Sometime I fled the fire that me so brent The Furious Gun

Of Such As Had Forsaken Him [Lux ! my fair falcon]

The Lover Hopeth of Better Chance [He is not dead, that sometime had a fall]

Description of a Gun [Vulcan begat me]

   Of the Feigned Friend. [Right true it is]

The Courtier's Life [In court to serve]

Of the Mean and Sure Estate [Stand, whoso list, upon the slipper wheel]

Of Dissembling Words [Throughout the world]

MadamA Riddle of a Gift Given By a Lady [A lady gave me a gift]

Speak thou and speed
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