Poems by Thomas Shadwell
Halcyon Days
... You shall find where-e'er you sail ...
Your Awful Voice
... Nor 'till I call your trembling dens forsake ...
Prepare, Prepare
... In vain they shall here their past mischiefs bewail, ...
Love In Their Little Veins Inspires
... While heat makes buds and blossoms spring, ...
Love Quickly Is Pall'd
... Tho' with ease 'tis obtain'd ...
Nymphs And Shepherds
... In the groves let's sport and play, ...
Dear Pretty Youth
... But be with me my dear, and I in each arm ...
