LYRICS: THOMAS STANLEY
Reading edition
Thy numbers carry weight, yet clear and terse, And innocent, as becomes the soul of verse. James Shirley: To his honour’d friend Thomas Stanley, Esquire, upon his Elegant Poems. [1646.]
Reading edition
Thy numbers carry weight, yet clear and terse, And innocent, as becomes the soul of verse. James Shirley: To his honour’d friend Thomas Stanley, Esquire, upon his Elegant Poems. [1646.]