Poems by William Strode
On Gray Eyes
... Black eies sett off coarse beauties which they grace ...
On His Lady Denys
... Unto her Knight was This, that She dyed First ...
On His Lady Marie
... Both pure, whom Death not Life convincd of Sin, ...
On Jealousy
... It hath noe wings, noe eyes, noe eares, ...
On John Dawson, Butler Of C.C.
... For John, I hope, is crownde: take off your whiffe, ...
On The Bible
... but his word, His builder-upp, his all-destroying sworde, ...
On The Death Of A Twin
... So Death, where shee was cruell, seemde most milde: ...
On The Death Of Dr. Lancton President Of Maudlin College
... Then high swolne sighes drawne in and sent out strong ...
On The Death Of Ladie Caesar
... Should make her stande, though she herselfe should faynt ...
On The Death Of Mistress Mary Prideaux
... But weepe because yourselves have livde so long: ...
On The Death Of Mr. James Van Otton
... Strike heare to dust, well worth the proverbs rate ...
On The Death Of Mrs. Mary Neudham
... It can the moone, shall crowne thy varnish'd brow ...
On The Death Of Sir Rowland Cotton Seconding That Of Sir Robert
... His Life and th' others bookes taught but the same ...
On The Death Of Sir Tho: Peltham
... Sleepe, sleepe, thy rest, good man, embrace ...
On The Death Of Sir Thomas Lea
... Fifty years Once wedlocke he embrac't: a date that bears ...
