Representative Poetry Online
On this day: September 15th
Random Poem of the Day
2And that my Muse to some eares not vnsweet,
3Tempers her words to trampling horses feete,
4More oft then to a chamber melodie.
5Now blessed you, beare onward blessed me
7My Muse and I must you of dutie greet
8With thanks and wishes, wishing thankfully.
9Be you still faire, honour'd by publike heed,
10By no encrochment wrong'd, nor time forgot:
11Nor blam'd for bloud, nor sham'd for sinfull deede
12And that you know, I enuy you no lot
13Of highest wish, I wish you so much blisse,
14Hundreds of yeares you Stellas feet may kisse.