Poems by Henry King
To his Friends of Christ-Church upon the mislike of the Marriage of the Arts acted at Woodstock
... Then sure they would have given applause to crown ...
The short Wooing
... Yet stay, since you are Judge, who in one breath ...
AN EPITAPH On his most honoured Friend Richard Earl of Dorset
... And full of all we could have wisht, but dayes ...
My Midnight Meditation
... Ill busi'd man! why should'st thou take such care ...
The Boyes answer to the Blackmoor
... And then I will bequeath my self to thee ...
To a Friend upon Overbury's wife given to her
... What kind of wife your self will one day bee: ...
Psalm CL.
... Praise Him with Organs, Violls, Flutes, ...
Upon the Kings happy return from Scotland
... Though (to say truth) the light which they could bring ...
The Acquittance
... Those grateful levies which my pen would raise, ...
The Pink
... What in your frown would droop and die: ...
SONNET. VVere thy heart soft as thou art faire
... And scorn, like the quick Lightnings blaze, ...
An Acknowledgment
... Then those dimme sparks which glaze the brow of night, ...
The Change
... When friends are frail and dropping to the grave: ...
To the same Lady upon Mr. Burtons Melancholy
... But that this books example may be known, ...
Madam Gabrina, Or the Ill-favourd Choice
... Where (though scarce sleep) thou mayst rest confident ...
