George Peele Poems
|1.||Hot Sun, Cool Fire||4/10/2012|
|2.||Not Iris In Her Pride||1/3/2003|
|6.||The Sad Shepherd's Passion Of Love||1/3/2003|
|8.||Fair And Fair||1/3/2003|
|9.||A Farewell To Arms (To Queen Elizabeth)||1/4/2003|
A Farewell To Arms (To Queen Elizabeth)
HIS golden locks Time hath to silver turn'd;
O Time too swift, O swiftness never ceasing!
His youth 'gainst time and age hath ever spurn'd,
But spurn'd in vain; youth waneth by increasing:
Beauty, strength, youth, are flowers but fading seen;
Duty, faith, love, are roots, and ever green.
His helmet now shall make a hive for bees;
And, lovers' sonnets turn'd to holy psalms,
A man-at-arms must now serve on his knees,
And feed on prayers, which are Age his alms:
But though from ...