Fulke Greville Poems
|1.||Absence, The Noble Truce||10/7/2010|
|2.||Chorus Sacerdotum : From Mustapha||10/7/2010|
|3.||Cupid, Thou Naughty Boy...||10/7/2010|
|4.||Cynthia, Because Your Horns||10/7/2010|
|5.||Fair Dog, Which So My Heart||10/7/2010|
|6.||Fie, Foolish Earth...||10/7/2010|
|9.||Rewards Of Earth||10/7/2010|
|11.||The Earth With Thunder Torn||10/7/2010|
|12.||The Nurse-Life Wheat||10/7/2010|
|13.||The World That All Contains||10/7/2010|
|14.||You Little Stars||10/7/2010|
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Chorus Sacerdotum : From Mustapha
O wearisome condition of humanity!
Born under one law, to another bound;
Vainly begot and yet forbidden vanity;
Created sick, commanded to be sound.
What meaneth nature by these diverse laws?
Passion and reason, self-division cause.
Is it the mark or majesty of power
To make offenses that it may forgive?
Nature herself doth her own self deflower
To hate those errors she herself doth give.
For how should man think that he may not do,
If nature did not fail and punish, too?
Tyrant to others, to herself unjust,
Only commands things difficult and...