William Strode Poems
- A Riddle: On A Kiss What thing is that, nor felt nor ...
- A Translation Of The Nightinga...
- In Commendation Of Musick When whispering straynes doe softly...
- Chloris In The Snow I SAW fair Chloris walk alone, When ...
- On The Picture Of Two Dolphins...
- A Song On The Baths What Angel stirrs this happy Well, Some...
- A Necklace These veines are nature's nett, These cords by ...
Born in 1602, the only son of Philip Strode, who belonged to an old Devonshire family, he was born at Plympton, Devonshire. From an early age he showed studious tendencies and was sent to Westminster School and Oxford. While at the University he began to manifest his poetic talents,and generally distinguished himself, being elected in 1629 Public Orator. He took orders and, on Richard Corbet ... more »
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A Riddle: On A Kiss
What thing is that, nor felt nor seene
Till it bee given? a present for a Queene:
A fine conceite to give and take the like:
The giver yet is farther for to seeke;
The taker doth possesse nothing the more,
The giver hee hath nothing lesse in store:
And given once that nature hath it still,
You cannot keepe or leave it if you will:
The workmanshippe is counted very small,
The labour is esteemed naught at all:
But to conclude, this gift is such indeede,
That, if some see't 'twill make theyr hearts to bleede