Poems by Alexander Brome
The Resolve
... Then if thou'lt have me love a lass, ...
To His Friend J. H.
... And bring with you a spark or twain, ...
The Anti-Politician
... Though ne'er so high, would be still higher, ...
For General Monk, His Entertainment At Clothworkers' Hall
... We'll eat and we'll drink, we'll dance and we'll sing, ...
To A Painted Lady
... With oils, and paint, and drugs, that cost ...
The Royalist
... In vain they'll think their plagues are spent, ...
The Mad Lover
... And those three are plagues enough, one would think, ...
Courtship
... That we ourselves shan't know how many, ...
