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• A Renunciation

  We, that did nothing study but the way
  To love each other, with which thoughts the day
  Rose with delight to us and with them set, …

  Henry King, Bishop of Chichester

• Exequy on his Wife

  Accept, thou shrine of my dead saint,
  Instead of dirges this complaint;
  And for sweet flowers to crown thy herse …

  Henry King, Bishop of Chichester

• Virtue

  Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright!
  The bridal of the earth and sky—
  The dew shall weep thy fall to-night; …

  George Herbert

• Discipline

  Throw away Thy rod,
  Throw away Thy wrath;
  O my God, …

  George Herbert

• A Dialogue

  Man.sweetest Saviour, if my soul
  Were but worth the having,
  Quickly should I then control …

  George Herbert

• The Pulley

  when God at first made Man,
  Having a glass of blessings standing by—
  Let us (said He) pour on him all we can; …

  George Herbert

• A Hymn

  O FLY, my Soul! What hangs upon
  Thy drooping wings,
  And weighs them down …

  James Shirley

• Death the Leveller

  The glories of our blood and state
  Are shadows, not substantial things;
  There is no armour against Fate; …

  James Shirley

• Persuasions to Joy: a Song

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

  Thomas Carew

• To His Inconstant Mistress

  When thou, poor Excommunicate
  From all the joys of Love, shalt see
  The full reward and glorious fate …

  Thomas Carew

• The Unfading Beauty

  He that loves a rosy cheek,
  Or a coral lip admires,
  Or from star-like eyes doth seek …

  Thomas Carew

• Ingrateful Beauty threatened

  Know, Celia, since thou art so proud,
  'Twas I that gave thee thy renown.
  Thou hadst in the forgotten crowd …

  Thomas Carew

• Time

  Time is the feather'd thing,
  And, whilst I praise
  The sparklings of thy looks and call them rays, …

  Jasper Mayne

• To Roses in the Bosom of Castara

  Ye blushing virgins happy are
  In the chaste nunnery of her breasts—
  For he'd profane so chaste a fair, …

  William Habington

• Nox Nocti Indicat Scientiam

  when I survey the bright
  Celestial sphere;
  So rich with jewels hung, that Night …

  William Habington

• A Devout Lover

  I HAVE a mistress, for perfections rare
  In every eye, but in my thoughts most fair.
  Like tapers on the altar shine her eyes; …

  Thomas Randolph

• An Ode to Master Anthony Stafford

  come, spur away,
  I have no patience for a longer stay,
  But must go down …

  Thomas Randolph

• To a Mistress Dying

  Lover.your beauty, ripe and calm and fresh
  As eastern summers are,
  Must now, forsaking time and flesh, …

  Sir William Davenant

• Praise and Prayer

  Praise is devotion fit for mighty minds,
  The diff'ring world's agreeing sacrifice;
  Where Heaven divided faiths united finds: …

  Sir William Davenant

• On a Girdle

  That which her slender waist confined
  Shall now my joyful temples bind;
  No monarch but would give his crown …

  Edmund Waller

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