Henry King

(16 January 1592 – 30 September 1669 / Worminghall, Buckinghamshire)

Henry King Poems

1. A Penitential Hymne 4/20/2010
2. A Salutation Of His Majesties Ship The Soveraign 4/20/2010
3. An Acknowledgment 4/20/2010
4. An Elegy Occasioned By The Losse Of The Most Incomparable Lady Stanhope, Daughter To The Earl Of Northumberland 4/20/2010
5. An Elegy Upon My Best Friend L. K. C. 4/20/2010
6. An Elegy Upon The Death Of Mr. Edward Holt 4/20/2010
7. An Elegy Upon The Immature Loss Of The Most Vertuous Lady Anne Rich 4/20/2010
8. An Elegy Upon The L. Bishop Of London John King 4/20/2010
9. An Elegy Upon The Most Incomparable K. Charles The First 4/20/2010
10. An Epitaph On His Most Honoured Friend Richard Earl Of Dorset 4/20/2010
11. An Essay On Death And A Prison 4/20/2010
12. Another Of The Same, Paraphrased For An Antheme 4/20/2010
13. Being Waked Out Of My Sleep By A Snuff Of Candle Which Offended Me, I Thus Thought 4/20/2010
14. By Occasion Of The Young Prince His Happy Birth 4/20/2010
15. Loves Harvest 4/20/2010
16. Madam Gabrina, Or The Ill-Favourd Choice 4/20/2010
17. My Midnight Meditation 4/20/2010
18. On The Earl Of Essex 4/20/2010
19. On Two Children Dying Of One Disease, And Buried In One Grave 4/20/2010
20. Paradox. That Fruition Destroyes Love 4/20/2010
21. Paradox. That It Is Best For A Young Maid To Marry An Old Man 4/20/2010
22. Psalm Cl. 4/20/2010
23. Psalm Cxvii. 4/20/2010
24. Psalm I. 4/20/2010
25. Sonnet. The Double Rock 4/20/2010
26. Sonnet. Dry Those Fair, Those Chrystal Eyes 4/20/2010
27. Sonnet. Go Thou That Vainly Do'st Mine Eyes Invite 4/20/2010
28. Sonnet. I Prethee Turn That Face Away 4/20/2010
29. Sonnet. Tell Me You Stars That Our Affections Move 4/20/2010
30. Sonnet. To Patience 4/20/2010
31. Sonnet. Vvere Thy Heart Soft As Thou Art Faire 4/20/2010
32. Sonnet. When I Entreat, Either Thou Wilt Not Hear 4/20/2010
33. The Dirge 4/20/2010
34. The Farewell 4/20/2010
35. The Forfeiture 4/20/2010
36. The Forlorn Hope 4/20/2010
37. The Labyrinth 4/20/2010
38. The Legacy 4/20/2010
39. The Pink 4/20/2010
40. The Retreat 4/20/2010
Best Poem of Henry King

A Contemplation Upon Flowers

BRAVE flowers--that I could gallant it like you,
And be as little vain!
You come abroad, and make a harmless show,
And to your beds of earth again.
You are not proud: you know your birth:
For your embroider'd garments are from earth.

You do obey your months and times, but I
Would have it ever Spring:
My fate would know no Winter, never die,
Nor think of such a thing.
O that I could my bed of earth but view
And smile, and look as cheerfully as you!

O teach me to see Death and not to fear,
But rather to take truce!
How ...

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An Acknowledgment

My best of friends! what needs a chain to tie
One by your merit bound a Votarie?
Think you I have some plot upon my peace,
I would this bondage change for a release?
Since 'twas my fate your prisoner to be,
Heav'n knows I nothing fear but libertie.
Yet you do well that study to prevent,
After so rich a stock of favour spent
On one so worthless, lest my memory

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