SPRING. Summer is come, for every spray now springs ; HENRY HOWARD, EARL OF SURREY. COME, SLEEP, O SLEEP. COME, Sleep, O Sleep, the certain knot of peace, I will good tribute pay, if thou do so. COME, SLEEP, O SLEEP. A rosy garland, and a weary head. And if these things, as being thine by right, Having this day my horse, my hand my lance Both by the judgment of the English eyes, Others, because of both sides I do take SIR PHILIP SIDNEY. THE LARK NOW LEAVES HIS WATERY NEST Sir William Davenant. 1605 The Editor has included a few Poems which were written before the time of Elizabeth, and a few which properly belong to the early part of the reign of James the First. They all partake of a similar character, and stand unrivalled for the elegance of their language and their exquisite thought. |