Henry Howard Poems
|41.||So Cruel Prison||1/3/2003|
|42.||A Praise Of His Love||1/3/2003|
|44.||A Vow To Love Faithfully, Howsoever He Be Rewarded||4/27/2012|
|45.||Alas! So All Things Now Do Hold Their Peace||1/3/2003|
|46.||The Soote Season||1/3/2003|
|47.||The Things That Cause A Quiet Life||1/3/2003|
|48.||Love That Doth Reign And Live||1/3/2003|
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Love That Doth Reign And Live
Love that doth reign and live within my thought
And built his seat within my captive breast,
Clad in the arms wherein with me he fought,
Oft in my face he doth his banner rest.
But she that taught me love and suffer pain,
My doubtful hope and eke my hot desire
With shamefast look to shadow and refrain,
Her smiling grace converteth straight to ire.
And coward Love then to the heart apace
Taketh his flight, where he doth lurk and plain
His purpose lost, and dare not show his face.
For my lord's guilt thus faultless bide I pain;
Yet from my lord shall not my ...
So Cruel Prison
So cruel prison how could betide, alas,
As proud Windsor? Where I in lust and joy
With a king's son my childish years did pass
In greater feast than Priam's sons of Troy;
Where each sweet place returns a taste full sour:
The large green courts, where we were wont to hove,
With eyes cast up unto the maidens' tower,
And easy sighs, such as folk draw in love;
The stately salles, the ladies bright of hue,