Sir Walter Ralegh
Sir Walter Ralegh Poems
- The Lie Go, soul, the body's guest, Upon a thankless ...
- Prais'D Be Diana's Fair And Ha...
- Life What is our life? A play of passion, Our mirth the ...
- The Passionate Man's Pilgrimag... Give me my scallop shell of ...
- Nature That Washed Her Hands I... Nature, that washed her ...
- Epitaph Even such is time, which takes in trust Our youth, ...
- To His Love When He Had Obtain... Now Serena be not coy, ...
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Go, soul, the body's guest,
Upon a thankless errand;
Fear not to touch the best;
The truth shall be thy warrant:
Go, since I needs must die,
And give the world the lie.
Say to the court, it glows
And shines like rotten wood;
Say to the church, it shows
What's good, and doth no good:
If church and court reply,
Then give them both the lie.
Tell potentates, they live
Acting by others' action;
Not loved unless they give,
Not strong but by a faction.
If potentates reply,
Give potentates the lie.
Tell men of high condition,