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The Forest

I. WHY I WRITE NOT OF LOVE Some act of LOVE’S bound to rehearse, I thought to bind him in […]

A NYMPH’S PASSION

I love, and he loves me again, Yet dare I not tell who; For if the nymphs should know my […]

A Hymne to God the Father

Heare mee, O God! A broken heart, Is my best part: Use still thy rod, That I may prove Therein, […]

TO THE AUTHOR

In picture, they which truly understand, Require (besides the likeness of the thing) Light posture, heightening, shadow, coloring, All which […]

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