Abraham Cowley
Poems (5)
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Anacreontics
The thirsty earth soaks up the rain, / And drinks and gapes for drink again; … -
From the “Hymn to Light”
SAY, from what golden quivers of the sky / Do all thy wingèd arrows fly? … -
On the Death of Mr. William Hervey
It was a dismal and a fearful night: / Scarce could the Morn drive on th' unwilling Light, … -
The Chronicle
Margarita first possessed, / If I remember well, my breast, … -
The Wish
Well then! I now do plainly see / This busy world and I shall ne'er agree. …