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 ... Of her pure eyes, that now is seen O, how thy worth with manners may I sing. 236 256 IIO 165 49 295 89 125 72 134 IIO O joy too high for my low style to show!.. 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!...... Pan's Syrinx was a girl indeed. Reveal, O tongue! the secrets of my thought! Ring out your bells! let mourning shows be spread! Roses, their sharp spines being gone. Ruin seize thee, ruthless King!... See the chariot at hand here of Love See! with what simplicity............... 178 71 54 143 135 267 123 Set me whereas the sun doth parch the green Shake off your heavy trance!. 238 12 138 Shall I, hopeless, then pursue Shall I tell you whom I love? 162 Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea 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.. Slow, slow, fresh fount! keep time with my salt tears Sometimes I wish that I his pillow were So shoots a Star as doth my Mistress glide... Spring, the sweet Spring, is the year's pleasant king Stay, Phoebus! stay! Steer, hither steer your winged pines. Stella! the fullness of my thoughts of thee Stella! the only planet of my night Still to be neat, still to be dress'd .... 192 161 59 58 Sweet Adon! darest not glance thine eye 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. 7 154 133 235 227 181 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. 112 240 65 190 78 85 116 87 283 147 18 These as they change, Almighty Father! these.. 258 119 12 281 77 The Yellow-hair'd Laddie sat down on yon brae.. 257 This latter night, amidst my troubled rest.. Thrice happy Pair! who had and have.. Tired with all these, for restful death I cry 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 PAGE 280 278 81 125 4 153 249 232 233 тоб 79 Under the greenwood tree ..... Unto the boundless ocean of thy beauty 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 is the cause when I elsewhere resort .... When icicles hang by the wall.. When I consider how my light is spent... When I go musing all alone... When in the chronicle of wasted time.. When I was fair and young, and favour graced me 172 13 218 13 16 104 170 105 216 85 156 113 102 226 PAGE When Music, heavenly maid, was young.. When to the sessions of sweet silent thought When Venus saw Desire must die When whispering strains do softly steal Whether on Ida's shady brow Whoe'er she be.... Whoever comes to shroud me, do not harm Who is the honest man? Why came I so untimely forth. Why covet I thy blessed eyes to see Why doth heaven bear a sun........... Why so pale and wan? fond lover!. 274 181 109 146 182 103 288 220 121 169 192 161 115 198 5 Yet once more, O ye laurels ! and once more 208 You meaner beauties of the night..... 150 187 |