Poems

Consolatorium, Ad Parentes Lett her parents then confesse That they beleeve her happinesse, Which now they question. Thinke as you Lent her the world, Heaven lent […]

Epitaph On Mr. Bridgeman One pitt containes him now that could not dye Before a thousand pitts in him did lye; Soe many spotts upon his […]

For A Gentleman, Who, Kissinge His Friend… What mystery was this; that I should finde My blood in kissing you to stay behinde? ‘Twas not for […]

Her Epitaph Happy Grave, thou dost enshrine That which makes thee a rich mine: Remember yet, ’tis but a loane; And wee must have it back, […]

In Commendation Of Musick When whispering straynes doe softly steale With creeping passion through the hart, And when at every touch wee feele Our pulses beate […]

Jacke-On-Both-Sides I hold as fayth What Rome’s Church sayth Where the King’s head, That flock’s misled Where th’ Altar’s drest That People’s blest Who shuns the […]

Justification See how the Rainbow in the skie Seems gaudy through the Suns bright eye; Harke how an Eccho answere makes, Feele how a board is […]

Keepe On Your Maske (Version for his Mistress) Keepe on your maske and hide your eye For in beholding you I dye. Your fatall beauty Gorgon-like […]

Keepe On Your Maske And Hide Your Eye Keepe on your maske, and hide your eye, For with beholding you I dye: Your fatall beauty, Gorgon-like, […]

Kisses My love and I for kisses play’d, Shee would keepe stake, I was content, But when I wonne shee would be paid; This made mee […]