item: #1 of 5 id: 1041 author: Shakespeare, William title: Shakespeare's Sonnets date: None words: 18001 flesch: 80 summary: know sweet love I always write of you, I grant, sweet love, thy lovely argument Deserves the travail of a worthier pen; Yet what of keywords: beauty; day; dost; doth; eyes; fair; hath; heart; heaven; life; look; love; men; night; praise; self; summer; thee; thine; thou; thy; time; truth; world; worth cache: 1041.txt plain text: 1041.txt item: #2 of 5 id: 15448 author: Drayton, Michael title: Elizabethan Sonnet Cycles: Idea, Fidesa and Chloris date: None words: 22537 flesch: 84 summary: Till then, fair love, think if I merit favour, Receive the incense which I offer here, By my strong faith ascending to thy fame, My zeal, my hope, my vows, my praise, my prayer, My soul's oblations to thy sacred name; Which name my Muse to highest heavens shall raise, By chaste desire, true love, and virtuous praise. keywords: beauty; chloris; death; doth; eyes; face; fair; fidessa; fire; grace; great; hath; heart; hope; life; love; men; mind; muse; pain; pity; poor; praise; sighs; soul; tears; thee; thou; thy; time; woe; world cache: 15448.txt plain text: 15448.txt item: #3 of 5 id: 18841 author: Fletcher, Giles title: Elizabethan Sonnet Cycles: Phillis - Licia date: None words: 21535 flesch: 83 summary: Respect, fair love, how these with sorrow wears The truest heart unless it find some ruth. In this respect your love, sweet love, I told, My faith and truth I vowed should be forever. keywords: beauty; death; die; doth; eyes; fair; grief; hath; heart; heavens; hope; joy; kiss; licia; life; love; phillis; sighs; sonnet; sun; sweet; tears; thee; thou; thoughts; thy; time; world cache: 18841.txt plain text: 18841.txt item: #4 of 5 id: 18842 author: Constable, Henry title: Elizabethan Sonnet-Cycles: Delia - Diana date: None words: 21664 flesch: 81 summary: VIII Thou, poor heart, sacrificed unto the fairest, Hast sent the incense of thy sighs to heaven; And still against her frowns fresh vows repairest, And made thy passions with her beauty even. If ever groaning heart hath made you yield, Or words half spoke that sense in prison locks, Then 'mongst night shadows whisper out my death. keywords: beauty; daniel; dear; death; delia; disdain; doth; eyes; fair; find; fire; hath; heart; lady; life; like; live; long; love; sonnets; sun; thee; thine; thou; thoughts; thy; time; world cache: 18842.txt plain text: 18842.txt item: #5 of 5 id: 42621 author: Lovell, Robert title: Poems: Containing The Restropect, Odes, Elegies, Sonnets, &c. date: None words: 17537 flesch: 83 summary: I Praise thee not, ARISTE, that thine eye Knows each emotion of the soul to speak; That lillies with thy face might fear to vie, And roses can but emulate thy cheek. At evening hour I struck the melting lyre, keywords: bion; bosom; breast; day; death; deep; eye; fame; god; heart; heaven; high; hour; joy; lay; life; love; man; mind; o'er; oft; past; round; scene; song; sonnet; soul; thee; thine; thou; thy; time; woe cache: 42621.txt plain text: 42621.txt