Thomas Lodge

(1558-1625 / England)

Thomas Lodge Poems

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

Phillis 02

LOVE guards the roses of thy lips
And flies about them like a bee;
If I approach he forward skips,
And if I kiss he stingeth me.

Love in thine eyes doth build his bower,
And sleeps within their pretty shine;
And if I look the boy will lower,
And from their orbs shoot shafts divine.

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