Thomas Lodge

(1558-1625 / England)

Thomas Lodge Poems

1. Rosalind's Madrigal 1/3/2003
2. Phillis I 1/3/2003
3. Phillis 2 1/4/2003
4. Phillis 01 1/1/2004
5. Phillis Ii 1/3/2003
6. Phillis 1 1/4/2003
7. Rosalind: Like To The Clear In Highest Sphere 12/31/2002
8. Phillis 02 1/1/2004
9. Like To The Clear In Highest Sphere 1/3/2003
10. Love Is A Sickness 1/3/2003
11. The Earth, Late Chok'D With Showers 1/3/2003
12. Rosaline 1/4/2003

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LIKE to the clear in highest sphere
   Where all imperial glory shines,
Of selfsame colour is her hair
   Whether unfolded or in twines:
   Heigh ho, fair Rosaline!
Her eyes are sapphires set in snow,
   Resembling heaven by every wink;
The gods do fear whenas they glow,
   And I do tremble when I think
   Heigh ho, would she were mine!

Her cheeks are like the blushing cloud
   That beautifies Aurora's face,
Or like the silver crimson ...

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