Poems by William Browne
A Welcome
... And perceives your breath in kissing, ...
Britannia's Pastorals
... Whilst through the quagmires, and red water plashes, ...
Memory
... Those happy creatures are, that know not yet ...
Song
... Gait and state and wit approve her ...
The Rose
... God shield the stock! If heaven send no supplies, ...
The Sirens' Song
... Where no joy dies till Love hath gotten more ...
