Poems by Sidney Godolphin
Cloris, it is not thy disdaine
... Since then by chance scorne there hath place, ...
Noe more unto my thoughts appeare
... Whilst your pure Image hath a place 5 ...
Lord when the wise men came from farr
... Blest were the wisemen in their skill, 5 ...
Hymn
... Which spring too from a shepheards feares, ...
