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A Posie of Gilloflowers

eche differing from other in colour and odour, yet all sweete. By Humfrey Gifford
Gifford, Humphrey

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A Prayer.
  
To his approued friend.
  
The life of man metaphorically compared to a shippe, sayling on the seaes in a tempest.
  
A dolefull Dumpe
  
In praise of the contented minde.
  
In the praise of Friendship.
  
A commendation of Peace.
  
For Souldiers.
  
To his friende.
  
A renouncing of loue.
  
A will or Testament.
  
A Complaynt of a Louer.
  
For his friende.
  
Somewhat made of nothing, at a Gentlewomans request
  
Of the instability of Fortune.
  
Of the vanitie of this life.
  
Of the vanitie of the world.
  
A Lesson for all estates.
  
A Dreame.
  
A Dreame.
  
For a Gentlewoman.
  
For a Gentlewoman.
  
A Godly discourse.
  
In the praise of Musike.
  
A pleasaunt Iest.
  
A Newyeeres gift to a Gentlewoman.
  
A delectable Dreame.
  
To his most faythfull friend.
  
One that had a frowarde Husband, makes complaynt to her mother: Written in French, by Clement Marott
  
His Friend W. C. to Mistres F. K. whom he calls his Captaine.
  
The complaynt of a sinner.
  
Of the vncontented estate of Louers.
  
A Newyeres gift to Mistresse C. P.
  
A straunge historie.
  
A mery Iest.
  
To his friend.
  
A Newyeeres gift to Maister G. R.
  
A Translation out of French.
  
A Complaint of a Sinner.
  
A Dumpe.
  
A Dumpe by his friende. G. C.
  
For his friend.
  
A straunge Historie.
  
Farewell Court.
  
Gilloflowers. A Preface to certaine questions and Riddles ensuing, translated out of Italian verse, into english verse, by H.G.
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Not long am I graunted this life to enioy,
So many there are that worke mee annoy.
O Lord how they rent mee, it cannot bee told:
What torments I suffer in heat and in cold.
One while am I drowned, such hap doth befal,
Then next doe they rost me: yet this is not al.
When thus they haue vsde me, they cannot forbeare me,
Ere first being beaten, by peecemeale they teare me.
Then serue I the turne of euery estate,
But one kinde of people mee deadly doth hate.

Hempe.
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