Poems written by the Right Honorable William earl of Pembroke, lord steward of his Majesties houshold. Whereof many of which are answered by way of repartee, by Sr Benjamin Ruddier, knight. With several distinct poems, written by them occasionally, and apart.
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Poems written by the Right Honorable William earl of Pembroke, lord steward of his Majesties houshold. Whereof many of which are answered by way of repartee, by Sr Benjamin Ruddier, knight. With several distinct poems, written by them occasionally, and apart.
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Herbert, William, Sir, 1507-1570.
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London :: Printed by Matthew Inman, and are to be sold by James Magnes, in Russel-street, near the Piazza, in Covent-Garden,
1660.
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"Poems written by the Right Honorable William earl of Pembroke, lord steward of his Majesties houshold. Whereof many of which are answered by way of repartee, by Sr Benjamin Ruddier, knight. With several distinct poems, written by them occasionally, and apart." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A90377.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 18, 2024.
THe purest piece of Nature is my choice,this days breath,and to morrow's death,Have several dooms from her all-charming voice,
So beyond fair, that no glass can her flatter;so sweetly mild,that tongues defil'd,Dare not on her their envious stories scatter.
The witty forms of beauty that are shedin flaming streams,from Poets theams,Like shadows when her self appears, are fled.O let me live in th' heaven of her bright eye▪Great Love, I'le be thy constant Votary.
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