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George Gascoigne's Poetry, by written

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  • Fie, Pleasure, Fie!
    Fie pleasure, fie! thou cloyest me with delight,
    Thou fill'st my mouth with sweetmeats overmuch;
    36 lines
  • The Steel Glass
      O knights, O squires, O gentle bloods yborn,
      You were not born all only for yourselves:
    82 lines
  • A Lullaby
    SING lullaby, as women do,
      Wherewith they bring their babes to rest;
    43 lines
  • The Night is Near Gone
    HEY! now the day dawis;
    The jolly cock crawis;
    56 lines
  • At Beauty's Bar As I Did Stand
    AT Beauty's bar as I did stand,
    When False Suspect accused,
    61 lines
  • Amid My Bale I Bathe In Bliss
    AMID my bale I bathe in bliss,
    I swim in heaven, I sink in hell;
    40 lines
  • For That He Looked Not Upon Her
    YOU must not wonder, though you think it strange,
    To see me hold my louring head so low;
    13 lines
  • Inscription In A Garden
    IF any flower that here is grown
    Or any herb may ease your pain,
    19 lines
  • Sonnet I
    IN haste, post haste, when first my wandering mind
    Beheld the glistring Court with gazing eye,
    13 lines
  • Sonnet II
    Before mine eye, to feed my greedy will,
    'Gan muster eke mine old acquainted mates,
    13 lines
  • Sonnet III
    And every year a world my will did deem,
    Till lo! at last, to Court now am I come,
    13 lines
  • Sonnet IV
    To prink me up, and make me higher placed,
    All came too late that tarried any time;
    13 lines
  • Sonnet V
    All were too little for the merchant's hand,
    And yet my bravery bigger than his book;
    13 lines
  • Sonnet VI
    For why the gains doth seldom quit the charge:
    And so say I by proof too dearly bought,
    13 lines
  • Sonnet VII
    No haste but good, where wisdom makes the way,
    For proof whereof behold the simple snail
    13 lines
  • When Thou Hast Spent The Lingering Day
    WHEN thou hast spent the lingering day in pleasure and delght,
    Or after toil and weary way, dost seek to rest at night,
    38 lines
  • The Looks Of A Lover Enamoured
    THOU, with thy looks, on whom I look full oft,
    And find therein great cause of deep delight,
    30 lines
  • And If I Did, What Then?
    And if I did, what then?
    Are you aggriev'd therefore?
    24 lines, 2 comments
  • Woodmanship
    My worthy Lord, I pray you wonder not
    To see your woodman shoot so oft awry,
    151 lines
  • You must not wonder, though you think it strange
    You must not wonder, though you think it strange,
    To see me hold my lowering head so low;
    15 lines, 2 comments
  • Praise of the Fair Bridges, afterwards Lady Sandes, on Her Having a Scar in Her Forehead
    In court whoso demaundes
    What dame doth most excell;
    68 lines
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