Joshua Sylvester Poems

  • 1.
    They say that shadows of deceased ghosts
    Do haunt the houses and the graves about,
    Of such whose life's lamp went untimely out,
    Delighting still in their forsaken hosts:
    ...
  • 2.
    Where I was base as is the lowly plain,
    And you, my Love, as high as heaven above,
    Yet should the thoughts of me your humble swain
    Ascend to heaven, in honour of my Love.
    ...
  • 3.
    I'll ne'er believe that the Arch-Architect
    With all these fires the heavenly arches decked
    Only for show, and with their glistening shields
    To amaze the poor shepherds watching in the fields:
    ...
  • 4.
    Were I as base as is the lowly plain,
    And you, my Love, as high as heaven above,
    Yet should the thoughts of me, your humble swain,
    Ascend to heaven in honor of my love.
    ...
  • 5.
    I pray thee, leave, love me no more,
    Call home the heart you gave me!
    I but in vain that saint adore
    Tat can but will not save me.
    ...
  • 6.
    I weigh not Fortune's frown or smile,
    I joy not much in earthly joys;
    I seek not state, I reck not style,
    I am not fond of fancy's toys;
    ...
  • 7.
    ALPHA and Omega, God alone:
    Eloi, My God, the Holy-One;
    Whose Power is Omnipotence:
    Whose Wisedome is Omni-science:
    ...
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  • 9.
    Were I as base as is the lowly plain,
    And you, my Love, as high as heaven above,
    Yet should the thoughts of me, your humble swain,
    Ascend to heaven in honour of my love.
    ...
Total 9 Poems by Joshua Sylvester

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Heaven 5 Love 5 World 5 I Love You 5 Earth 5 Shine 5 Dear 4 Humble 4 Heart 4 High 4

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