Poems by Henry King
To my honoured Friend Mr. George Sandys
... And (since tis known for all their streight vow'd life, ...
To the Queen at Oxford
... Like those, who fall'n from Youth or Beauties grace, ...
The Forfeiture
... And such are mine to you, whose favours store, ...
Another of the same, paraphrased for an Antheme
... Yea more then those that watch the morning light ...
To A. R. vpon the same
... This book is but your glass, where you shall see ...
AN ELEGY Occasioned by the losse of the most incomparable Lady Stanhope, daughter to the Earl of Nor
... Which till the spring which feeds their current dries ...
SONNET. Dry those fair, those chrystal eyes
... Then clear those watrish starres again ...
To his unconstant Friend
... I see friends are like clothes, lad up whil'st new, ...
The Vow-Breaker
... Thy shame Ne're see light more, but the dimme flame ...
The Boy’s Answer to the Blackmoor
... Else stay till death hath blinded me, ...
AN ELEGY Upon Mrs. Kirk unfortunately drowned in Thames
... If none of these, but that whil'st thou did'st sleep ...
Loves Harvest
... So those that reap their love before they wed, ...
The Farewell
... Farewell vain World, upon whose restless stage ...
Sic Vita
... Is straight called in, and paid to night ...
A Deepe Groane Fetch'd at the Funerall of that incomparable and Glorious Monarch, CHARLES THE FIRST
... Nil dedit, aut tribuet moderato hoc Principe majus ...
