Thomas Lodge

(1558-1625 / England)

Poems of Thomas Lodge

1. Like to the Clear in Highest Sphere 1/3/2003
2. Love Is a Sickness 1/3/2003
3. Phillis 01 1/1/2004
4. Phillis 02 1/1/2004
5. Phillis 1 1/4/2003
6. Phillis 2 1/4/2003
7. Phillis I 1/3/2003
8. Phillis II 1/3/2003
9. Rosalind: Like to the Clear in Highest Sphere 12/31/2002
10. Rosaline 1/4/2003
11. The Earth, Late Chok'd with Showers 1/3/2003

Rosaline

LIKE to the clear in highest sphere
   Where all imperial glory shines,
Of selfsame colour is her hair
   Whether unfolded or in twines:
   Heigh ho, fair Rosaline!
Her eyes are sapphires set in snow,
   Resembling heaven by every wink;
The gods do fear whenas they glow,
   And I do tremble when I think

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