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Robert Southwell's Poetry, by first line

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  • The Nativity of Christ
    Behold the father is his daughter's son,
    The bird that built the nest is hatched therein,
    24 lines
  • Upon The Image Of Death
    Before my face the picture hangs
    That daily should put me in mind
    55 lines, 1 comment
  • Man's Civil War
    MY hovering thoughts would fly to heaven
    And quiet nestle in the sky,
    33 lines
  • Look Home
    Retired thoughts enjoy their own delights,
    As beauty doth in self-beholding eye ;
    24 lines
  • A Child My Choice
    Let folly praise that fancy loves, I praise and love that Child
    Whose heart no thought, whose tongue no word, whose hand no deed defiled.
    16 lines
  • Times Go By Terms
    THE lopped tree in time may grow again,
    Most naked plants renew both fruit and flower;
    24 lines
  • New Prince, New Pomp
    Behold, a seely tender babe
    In freezing winter night
    28 lines
  • Love's Servile Lot
    LOVE, mistress is of many minds,
    Yet few know whom they serve;
    77 lines
  • The Burning Babe
    As I in hoary winter's night stood shivering in the snow,
    Surpris'd I was with sudden heat which made my heart to glow;
    16 lines
  • Scorn Not The Least
    WHERE wards are weak and foes encount'ring strong,
    Where mightier do assault than do defend,
    25 lines
  • New Heaven, New War
    Come to your heaven, you heavenly choirs,
    Earth hath the heaven of your desires;
    48 lines
  • Content and Rich
    I dwell in Grace's court,
    Enriched with Virtue's rights;
    64 lines
  • Conscience
    My conscience is my crown;
    Contented thoughts my rest;
    40 lines
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