Are they shadows that we see? …
Samuel Daniel
Unto the boundless Ocean of thy beauty …
Go wailing verse, the infants of my love, …
Look, Delia, how w' esteem the half-blown rose, …
Look, Delia, how we 'steem the half-blown rose, …
But love whilst that thou mayst be loved again, …
When men shall find thy flower, thy glory, pass, …
When men shall find thy flower, thy glory pass, …
Care-charmer Sleep, son of the sable Night, …
Let others sing of knights and paladins …
Read in my face a volume of despairs, …
Unhappy pen and ill accepted papers, …
Fair is my love, and cruel as she's fair: …
Love is a sickness full of woes, …