Representative Poetry Online
On this day: May 29th
Random Poem of the Day
1Thou sorrow, venom Elfe:
2 Is this thy play,
3To spin a web out of thyselfe
4 To Catch a Fly?
5 For Why?
6I saw a pettish wasp
7 Fall foule therein:
9 Lest he should fling
10 His sting.
11But as affraid, remote
12 Didst stand hereat,
13And with thy little fingers stroke
14 And gently tap
15 His back.
16Thus gently him didst treate
18And in a froppish, aspish heate
19 Should greatly fret
20 Thy net.
21Whereas the silly Fly,
22 Caught by its leg
23Thou by the throate tookst hastily
24 And 'hinde the head
25 Bite Dead.
26This goes to pot, that not
27 Nature doth call.
28Strive not above what strength hath got,
29 Lest in the brawle
30 Thou fall.
31This Frey seems thus to us.
32 Hells Spider gets
33His intrails spun to whip Cords thus
34 And wove to nets
35 And sets.
36To tangle Adams race
37 In's stratigems
38To their Destructions, spoil'd, made base
39 By venom things,
40 Damn'd Sins.
41But mighty, Gracious Lord
42 Communicate
43Thy Grace to breake the Cord, afford
44 Us Glorys Gate
45 And State.
46We'l Nightingaile sing like
47 When pearcht on high
48In Glories Cage, thy glory, bright,
49 And thankfully,
50 For joy.