Two pretty rills do meet, and meeting make Within one valley a large silver lake: About whose banks the fertile mountains stood In ages pass'd bravely crowned with wood,...
Did I not know a great man's power and might In spite of innocence can smother right, Colour his villainies to get esteem, And make the honest man the villain seem?...
Lordly gallants! tell me this (Though my safe content you weigh not), In your greatness, what one bliss Have you gained, that I enjoy not? You have honours, you have wealth;...
Now gentle sleep hath clos'd up those eyes, Which waking kept my boldest thoughts in awe, And free access unto that sweet lip lies From whence I long the rosy breath to draw....
Methought his royal person did foretell A kingly stateliness, from all pride clear; His look majestic seem'd to compel All men to love him, rather than to fear. And yet though he were every good man's joy,...