Thomas Randolph

  • Fairies’ Song

    From the Latin by Leigh Hunt
    WE the fairies blithe and antic,
    Of dimensions not gigantic,
    Though the moonshine mostly keep us,
    Oft in orchards frisk and peep us.

    Stolen sweets are always sweeter;
    Stolen kisses much completer;
    Stolen looks...

  • To a Lady admiring Herself in a Looking-Glass

    Fair lady, when you see the grace
    Of beauty in your looking-glass;
    A stately forehead, smooth and high,
    And full of princely majesty;
    A sparkling eye no gem so fair,
    Whose lustre dims the Cyprian star;
    A glorious cheek, divinely sweet,
    ...