Sir Edward Dyer Never Poems

  • 1.
    My mind to me a kingdom is;
    Such perfect joy therein I find
    That it excels all other bliss
    Which God or nature hath assign'd.
    ...
  • 2.
    Amarillis was full fayre:
    The goodlyest mayde was she
    From the east unto the west
    That heaven's eye could se.
    ...
  • 3.
    The mann whose thoughtes agaynste him do conspyre,
    One whom Mishapp her storye dothe depaynt,
    The mann of woe, the matter of desier,
    Free of the dead, that lives in endles plaint,
    ...
  • 4.
    Hee that his mirth hath loste,
    Whose comfort is dismaid,
    Whose hope is vaine, whose faith is scorned,
    Whose trust is all betraid,
    ...
  • 5.
    As rare to heare as seldome to be seene,
    It cannot be nor never yet hathe bene
    That fire should burne with perfecte heate and flame
    Without some matter for to yealde the same.
    ...
  • 6.
    If pleasures be in painfulness, in pleasures doth my body rest,
    If joyes accord with carefulness, a joyful hart is in my brest:
    If prison strong be liberty, in liberty long have I been,
    If joyes accord with misery, who can compare a lyfe to myne:
    ...
Total 6 Never Poems by Sir Edward Dyer

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