My mind to me a kingdom is.. My Mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun.. My Muse may well grudge at my heavenly joy My silks and fine array My thoughts are wing'd with hope, my hopes with love. My true Love hath my heart and I have his..... PAGE 48 113 59 288 96 61 No more, no more of this I vow! Not, Celia! that I juster am... Not marble, nor the gilded.. Now that the Spring hath fill'd our veins.. O Fair! O Sweet! when I do look on thee..... Of a' the airts the wind can blaw 236 IIO 165 49 295 Of her pure eyes, that now is seen 89 Of your trouble, Ben! to ease me O gentle Love! ungentle for thy deed... O Hand! of all hands living... O, how thy worth with manners may I sing. O joy too high for my low style to show!.. O Mistress mine! where are you roaming? O Night! O jealous Night! repugnant to my measures. O, whistle! and I'll come to you, my Lad!. 300 Pack, clouds! away, and welcome, day!.. Piping down the valleys wild Pretty twinkling starry eyes! Queen and Huntress, chaste and fair!. Reach with your whiter hands to me Reveal, O tongue! the secrets of my thought! Ring out your bells! let mourning shows be spread! Rise, Lady Mistress! rise!..... Roses, their sharp spines being gone.. Ruin seize thee, ruthless King!. See the chariot at hand here of Love PAGE 289 24 127 178 71 54 143 135 267 123 See! with what simplicity. Set me whereas the sun doth parch the green Shake off your heavy trance!. Shut not so soon! the dull-eyed Night.. Sigh no more, Ladies! sigh no more...... Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea 179 104 ΙΙΟ Since first I saw your face I resolved..... 148 Since there's no help, come, let us kiss and part!. 92 Sith gone is my delight and only pleasure. 154 Sitting by a river-side... 74 Slow, slow, fresh fount! keep time with my salt tears 124 Some there are as fair to see too..... 133 Sometimes I wish that I his pillow were 120 So shoots a Star as doth my Mistress glide... 84 Spring, the sweet Spring, is the year's pleasant king Sweet are the thoughts that savor of content 129 75 73 168 PAGE Sweet Rose of virtue and of gentleness! Take, O take those lips away. Tell me not, Sweet! I am unkind.. Tell me not Time hath play'd the thief. 7 154 138 235 227 181 90 153 III 191 218 263 The doubt which ye misdeem, fair Love! is vain 34 The faery beam upon you!. 124 The flower of virgins in her prime of years 155 The forward violet thus did I chide The forward youth that would appear. These as they change, Almighty Father! these... Tired with all these, for restful death I cry 112 240 65 190 78 85 116 87 283 147 18 258 119 12 281 77 257 63 197 248 33 290 III Toll for the Brave! To me, whom in their lays the shepherds call To you, my Purse! and to none other wight Trust not, sweet Soul! those curled waves of gold 'Twas at the royal feast for Persia won... Tyrian dye why do you wear Underneath this marble stone Under the greenwood tree Unto the boundless ocean of thy beauty PAGE 280 278 81 125 4 153 249 232 233 106 79 Vane! young in years, but in sage counsel old 215 Victorious men of earth! no more 179 Wee, modest, crimson-tipped Flower!.. 293 147 Wee, sleekit, cowerin', timorous Beastie !. What though with figures I should raise When I was fair and young, and favour graced me 102 226 PAGE When Music, heavenly maid, was young.. When to the sessions of sweet silent thought When Venus saw Desire must die 274 181 109 146 When whispering strains do softly steal 182 103 Whether on Ida's shady brow 288 Whoe'er she be..... 220 Whoever comes to shroud me, do not harm. 121 Ye learned Sisters! which have oftentimes. Yet once more, O ye laurels! and once more You meaner beauties of the night...... 297 34 239 208 150 187 |