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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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A certain dead creature in mine armes I take,
With her back to my bosome, great glee doth she make
As thus I doe hold her, she greatly doth cheere mee,
And wel are they pleased, that see me and heare mee.
Whilst erst it remayned in forest and field,
It silent remayning, no speech forth did yeeld.
But since she of life, by death was depriued,
With language shee speaketh, mens sprites are reuiued.

A Lute.
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