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Let the bird of loudest lay
On the sole Arabian tree
Herald sad and trumpet be,
To whose sound chaste wings obey.
But thou shrieking harbinger,
Foul precurrer of the fiend,
Augur of the fever's end,
To this troop come thou not near.
From this session interdict
Every fowl of tyrant wing,
Save the eagle, fe... | 5 | sadness | 0.650738 | 0.133402 | 0.076618 | 0.094706 | 0.006762 | 0.03296 | 0.650738 | 0.004814 | Renaissance | Mythology & Folklore |
Sir Charles into my chamber coming in,
When I was writing of my Fairy Queen;
I praysaid hewhen Queen Mab you do see
Present my service to her Majesty:
And tell her I have heard Fame's loud report
Both of her beauty and her stately court.
When I Queen Mab within my fancy viewed,
My thoughts bowed low, fearing I s... | 0 | anger | 0.264296 | 0.264296 | 0.145707 | 0.057977 | 0.262715 | 0.019884 | 0.244457 | 0.004963 | Renaissance | Mythology & Folklore |
Our vice runs beyond all that old men saw,
And far authentically above our laws,
And scorning virtues safe and golden mean,
Sits uncontrolled upon the high extreme.
Circes, thy monsters painted out the hue,
Of feigned filthiness, but ours is true.
Our vice puts down all proverbs and all themes,
Our vice excels a... | 0 | anger | 0.758054 | 0.758054 | 0.210444 | 0.00369 | 0.001755 | 0.013997 | 0.011483 | 0.000578 | Renaissance | Mythology & Folklore |
Lo I the man, whose Muse whilome did maske,
As time her taught in lowly Shepheards weeds,
Am now enforst a far unfitter taske,
For trumpets sterne to chaunge mine Oaten reeds,
And sing of Knights and Ladies gentle deeds;
Whose prayses having slept in silence long,
Me, all too meane, the sacred Muse areeds
To bla... | 0 | anger | 0.89628 | 0.89628 | 0.009259 | 0.004949 | 0.00232 | 0.007623 | 0.078088 | 0.001481 | Renaissance | Mythology & Folklore |
Long have I longd to see my love againe,
Still have I wisht, but never could obtaine it;
Rather than all the world (if I might gaine it)
Would I desire my loves sweet precious gaine.
Yet in my soule I see him everie day,
See him, and see his still sterne countenaunce,
But (ah) what is of long continuance,
Where ... | 5 | sadness | 0.600543 | 0.027077 | 0.036344 | 0.075487 | 0.017212 | 0.187106 | 0.600543 | 0.05623 | Renaissance | Mythology & Folklore |
Cherry-lipt Adonis in his snowie shape,
Might not compare with his pure ivorie white,
On whose faire front a poets pen may write,
Whose roseate red excels the crimson grape,
His love-enticing delicate soft limbs,
Are rarely framd tintrap poore gazine eies:
His cheeks, the lillie and carnation dies... | 5 | sadness | 0.420042 | 0.04255 | 0.065545 | 0.066748 | 0.098261 | 0.162713 | 0.420042 | 0.144141 | Renaissance | Mythology & Folklore |
Praisd be Dianas fair and harmless light;
Praisd be the dews wherewith she moists the ground;
Praisd be her beams, the glory of the night;
Praisd be her power by which all powers abound.
Praisd be her nymphs with whom she decks the woods,
Praisd be her knights in whom true honour lives;
Praisd be that force by ... | 3 | joy | 0.442016 | 0.032106 | 0.029626 | 0.019745 | 0.442016 | 0.419692 | 0.034514 | 0.022301 | Renaissance | Mythology & Folklore |
When I was fair and young, then favor graced me.
Of many was I sought their mistress for to be.
But I did scorn them all and answered them therefore:
Go, go, go, seek some other where; importune me no more.
How many weeping eyes I made to pine in woe,
How many sighing hearts I have not skill to show,
But I the ... | 5 | sadness | 0.972623 | 0.003044 | 0.006402 | 0.001265 | 0.006771 | 0.008089 | 0.972623 | 0.001806 | Renaissance | Mythology & Folklore |
When by thy scorn, O murd'ress, I am dead
And that thou think'st thee free
From all solicitation from me,
Then shall my ghost come to thy bed,
And thee, feign'd vestal, in worse arms shall see;
Then thy sick taper will begin to wink,
And he, whose thou art then, being tir'd before,
Will, if thou stir, o... | 5 | sadness | 0.79814 | 0.066643 | 0.017438 | 0.084698 | 0.009671 | 0.019653 | 0.79814 | 0.003757 | Renaissance | Mythology & Folklore |
Pla ce bo,
Who is there, who?
Di le xi,
Dame Margery;
Fa, re, my, my,
Wherfore and why, why?
For the sowle of Philip Sparowe,
That was late slayn at Carowe,
Among the Nones Blake,
For that swete soules sake,
And for all sparowes soules,
Set in our bederolles,
Pater noster qui,
With an Ave Mari,
And with t... | 5 | sadness | 0.946559 | 0.007991 | 0.002493 | 0.011882 | 0.001422 | 0.009233 | 0.946559 | 0.02042 | Renaissance | Mythology & Folklore |
Ye learned sisters which have oftentimes
Beene to me ayding, others to adorne:
Whom ye thought worthy of your gracefull rymes,
That even the greatest did not greatly scorne
To heare theyr names sung in your simple layes,
But joyed in theyr prayse.
And when ye list your owne mishaps to mourne,
Which death, or lov... | 5 | sadness | 0.978984 | 0.001429 | 0.001564 | 0.001156 | 0.005798 | 0.007477 | 0.978984 | 0.003592 | Renaissance | Mythology & Folklore |
On Hellespont, guilty of true love's blood,
In view and opposite two cities stood,
Sea-borderers, disjoin'd by Neptune's might;
The one Abydos, the other Sestos hight.
At Sestos Hero dwelt; Hero the fair,
Whom young Apollo courted for her hair,
And offer'd as a dower his burning throne,
Where she could sit for m... | 1 | disgust | 0.754468 | 0.175206 | 0.754468 | 0.025787 | 0.001442 | 0.013677 | 0.027895 | 0.001525 | Renaissance | Mythology & Folklore |
By that he ended had his ghostly sermon,
The fox was well induc'd to be a parson,
And of the priest eftsoons gan to inquire,
How to a benefice he might aspire.
"Marry, there" (said the priest) "is art indeed:
Much good deep learning one thereout may read;
For that the ground-work is, and end of all,
How to obtai... | 2 | fear | 0.834748 | 0.024138 | 0.019023 | 0.834748 | 0.00611 | 0.097676 | 0.011607 | 0.006697 | Renaissance | Mythology & Folklore |
CALM was the day, and through the trembling air
Sweet breathing Zephyrus did softly play,
A gentle spirit, that lightly did delay
Hot Titan's beams, which then did glister fair;
When I whose sullen care,
Through discontent of my long fruitless stay
In prince's court, and expectation vain
Of idle hopes, which sti... | 2 | fear | 0.865057 | 0.004148 | 0.003046 | 0.865057 | 0.025343 | 0.01838 | 0.08189 | 0.002137 | Renaissance | Mythology & Folklore |
THENOT & HOBBINOLL
Tell me good Hobbinoll, what garres thee greete?
What? hath some Wolfe thy tender Lambes ytorne?
Or is thy Bagpype broke, that soundes so sweete?
Or art thou of thy loved lasse forlorne?
Or bene thine eyes attempred to the yeare,
Quenching the gasping furrowes thirst with rayne?
Like... | 5 | sadness | 0.350866 | 0.093325 | 0.018645 | 0.070897 | 0.033454 | 0.275451 | 0.350866 | 0.157361 | Renaissance | Mythology & Folklore |
PIERCE & CUDDIE
Cuddie, for shame hold up thy heavye head,
And let us cast with what delight to chace,
And weary thys long lingring Phoebus race.
Whilome thou wont the shepheards laddes to leade,
In rymes, in ridles, and in bydding base:
Now they in thee, and thou in sleepe art dead.
CUDDY
Piers... | 5 | sadness | 0.455499 | 0.055833 | 0.030647 | 0.149821 | 0.130875 | 0.159082 | 0.455499 | 0.018242 | Renaissance | Mythology & Folklore |
Go and catch a falling star,
Get with child a mandrake root,
Tell me where all past years are,
Or who cleft the devil's foot,
Teach me to hear mermaids singing,
Or to keep off envy's stinging,
And find
What wind
Serves to advance an honest mind.
If thou be'st born to strange s... | 2 | fear | 0.50376 | 0.062476 | 0.027293 | 0.50376 | 0.065238 | 0.138464 | 0.141556 | 0.061213 | Renaissance | Mythology & Folklore |
Orpheus with his lute made trees,
And the mountain tops that freeze,
Bow themselves when he did sing:
To his music plants and flowers
Ever sprung; as sun and showers
There had made a lasting spring.
Every thing that heard him play,
Even the billows of the sea,
Hung their heads, and then lay by.
In swee... | 5 | sadness | 0.78902 | 0.035388 | 0.014954 | 0.102099 | 0.016637 | 0.03099 | 0.78902 | 0.010912 | Renaissance | Mythology & Folklore |
What is your substance, whereof are you made,
That millions of strange shadows on you tend?
Since every one hath, every one, one shade,
And you, but one, can every shadow lend.
Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit
Is poorly imitated after you;
On Helen's cheek all art of beauty set,
And you in Grecian tires are ... | 4 | neutral | 0.458007 | 0.058337 | 0.086458 | 0.144161 | 0.020599 | 0.458007 | 0.07656 | 0.155877 | Renaissance | Mythology & Folklore |
Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day,
And make me travel forth without my cloak,
To let base clouds oertake me in my way,
Hiding thy bravery in their rotten smoke?
Tis not enough that through the cloud thou break,
To dry the rain on my storm-beaten face,
For no man well of such a salve can speak
That heal... | 5 | sadness | 0.827174 | 0.055132 | 0.051077 | 0.040556 | 0.007885 | 0.014408 | 0.827174 | 0.003769 | Renaissance | Nature |
The welcome Sun from sea Freake is returned,
And cheereth with his beams the naked earth,
Which gains with his coming her apparel
And had his absence six long months mourned.
Out of her fragrant sides she sends to greet him
The rashed primrose and the violet;
While she the fields and meadows doth beset
With flow... | 5 | sadness | 0.958849 | 0.001807 | 0.001566 | 0.003962 | 0.01509 | 0.014699 | 0.958849 | 0.004027 | Renaissance | Nature |
I met a courtier riding on the plain,
Well-mounted on a brave and gallant steed;
I sat upon a jade, and spurred to my pain
My lazy beast, whose tired sides did bleed:
He saw my case, and then of courtesy
Did rein his horse, and drew the bridle in,
Because I did desire his company:
But he corvetting way of me did... | 2 | fear | 0.545687 | 0.111922 | 0.026707 | 0.545687 | 0.006056 | 0.062752 | 0.197632 | 0.049245 | Renaissance | Nature |
Walking the fields a wantcatcher I spied,
To him I went, desirous of his game:
Sir, have you taken wants? Yes, he replied,
Here are a dozen, which were lately taen.
Then you have left no more. No more? quoth he.
Sir I can show you more: the more the worse;
And to his work he went, but 'twould not be,
For all the... | 5 | sadness | 0.676915 | 0.084338 | 0.028276 | 0.145034 | 0.027958 | 0.023842 | 0.676915 | 0.013636 | Renaissance | Nature |
Fishing, if I a fisher may protest,
Of pleasures is the sweetest, of sports the best,
Of exercises the most excellent.
Of recreations the most innocent.
But now the sport is marred, and what, ye, why?
Fishes decrease, and fishers multiply. | 5 | sadness | 0.499319 | 0.163236 | 0.223053 | 0.009158 | 0.009843 | 0.076223 | 0.499319 | 0.019168 | Renaissance | Nature |
Come darkest night, becoming sorrow best;
Light; leave thy light; fitt for a lightsome soule;
Darknes doth truly sure with mee oprest
Whom absence power doth from mirthe controle:
The very trees with hanging heads condole
Sweet sommers parting, and of leaves distrest
In dying coulers make a ... | 5 | sadness | 0.986361 | 0.001114 | 0.000556 | 0.001985 | 0.003797 | 0.002906 | 0.986361 | 0.003281 | Renaissance | Nature |
Januarie. gloga prima. ARGVMENT.
IN this fyrst glogue Colin clout a shepheardes boy complaineth him of his vnfortunate loue, being but newly (as semeth) enamoured of a countrie lasse called Rosalinde: with which strong affection being very sore traueled, he compareth his carefull case to the sadde season of the ... | 5 | sadness | 0.464738 | 0.359382 | 0.010176 | 0.094413 | 0.032297 | 0.020139 | 0.464738 | 0.018855 | Renaissance | Nature |
Where the bee sucks, there suck I:
In a cowslips bell I lie;
There I couch when owls do cry.
On the bats back I do fly
After summer merrily.
Merrily, merrily shall I live now
Under the blossom that hangs on the bough. | 5 | sadness | 0.861803 | 0.009453 | 0.038084 | 0.007749 | 0.025416 | 0.04354 | 0.861803 | 0.013955 | Renaissance | Nature |
Tis true, tis day, what though it be?
O wilt thou therefore rise from me?
Why should we rise because tis light?
Did we lie down because twas night?
Love, which in spite of darkness brought us hither,
Should in despite of light keep us together.
Light hath no tongue, but is all eye;
If it could speak as well as... | 1 | disgust | 0.766264 | 0.114752 | 0.766264 | 0.046326 | 0.002775 | 0.018766 | 0.048796 | 0.002322 | Renaissance | Nature |
As I in hoary winters night stood shivering in the snow,
Surprisd I was with sudden heat which made my heart to glow;
And lifting up a fearful eye to view what fire was near,
A pretty Babe all burning bright did in the air appear;
Who, scorched with excessive heat, such floods of tears did shed
As though his flood... | 2 | fear | 0.982243 | 0.006271 | 0.000842 | 0.982243 | 0.001183 | 0.001591 | 0.003877 | 0.003993 | Renaissance | Nature |
Care for thy soul as thing of greatest price,
Made to the end to taste of power divine,
Devoid of guilt, abhorring sin and vice,
Apt by Gods grace to virtue to incline.
Care for it so as by thy retchless train
It be not brought to taste eternal pain.
Care for thy corse, but chiefly for souls sake;
... | 5 | sadness | 0.606267 | 0.058556 | 0.090753 | 0.140994 | 0.024269 | 0.07581 | 0.606267 | 0.003351 | Renaissance | Nature |
The doubt of future foes exiles my present joy,
And wit me warns to shun such snares as threaten mine annoy;
For falsehood now doth flow, and subjects faith doth ebb,
Which should not be if reason ruled or wisdom weaved the web.
But clouds of joys untried do cloak aspiring minds,
Which turn to rain of late repent ... | 2 | fear | 0.48447 | 0.126587 | 0.012293 | 0.48447 | 0.045204 | 0.11199 | 0.215221 | 0.004235 | Renaissance | Nature |
Fie pleasure, fie! thou cloyest me with delight,
Thou fillst my mouth with sweetmeats overmuch;
I wallow still in joy both day and night:
I deem, I dream, I do, I taste, I touch,
No thing but all that smells of perfect bliss;
Fie pleasure, fie! I cannot like of this.
To taste (sometimes) a bait of bitter gal... | 3 | joy | 0.943256 | 0.004874 | 0.006279 | 0.009114 | 0.943256 | 0.009983 | 0.024905 | 0.001588 | Renaissance | Nature |
Green groweth the holly,
So doth the ivy.
Though winter blasts blow never so high,
Green groweth the holly.
As the holly groweth green
And never changeth hue,
So I am, ever hath been,
Unto my lady true.
As the holly groweth green
With ivy all alone
When flowers cannot be seen
And greenwood leaves be gone... | 5 | sadness | 0.860013 | 0.034284 | 0.019118 | 0.012303 | 0.011535 | 0.054496 | 0.860013 | 0.008251 | Renaissance | Nature |
Lucks, my fair falcon, and your fellows all,
How well pleasant it were your liberty!
Ye not forsake me that fair might ye befall.
But they that sometime liked my company:
Like lice away from dead bodies they crawl.
Lo what a proof in light adversity!
But ye my birds, I swear by all your bells,
Ye be my friend... | 5 | sadness | 0.2609 | 0.068547 | 0.039989 | 0.242524 | 0.201191 | 0.154022 | 0.2609 | 0.032827 | Renaissance | Nature |
If all the world and love were young,
And truth in every Shepherds tongue,
These pretty pleasures might me move,
To live with thee, and be thy love.
Time drives the flocks from field to fold,
When Rivers rage and Rocks grow cold,
And Philomel becometh dumb,
The rest complains of cares to come.
The flowers d... | 5 | sadness | 0.866221 | 0.090228 | 0.009286 | 0.004476 | 0.00439 | 0.021077 | 0.866221 | 0.004322 | Renaissance | Nature |
Gut eats all day and lechers all the night;
So all his meat he tasteth over twice;
And, striving so to double his delight,
He makes himself a thoroughfare of vice.
Thus in his belly can he change a sin:
Lust it comes out, that gluttony went in. | 1 | disgust | 0.920677 | 0.023302 | 0.920677 | 0.003139 | 0.001999 | 0.038285 | 0.011054 | 0.001543 | Renaissance | Nature |
The silver swan, who living had no note,
When death approached, unlocked her silent throat;
Leaning her breast against the reedy shore,
Thus sung her first and last, and sung no more:
Farewell, all joys; Oh death, come close mine eyes;
More geese than swans now live, more fools than wise. | 5 | sadness | 0.542876 | 0.117436 | 0.040734 | 0.190085 | 0.017212 | 0.082298 | 0.542876 | 0.00936 | Renaissance | Nature |
Blow, blow, thou winter wind,
Thou art not so unkind
As mans ingratitude;
Thy tooth is not so keen,
Because thou art not seen,
Although thy breath be rude.
Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly:
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:
Then, heigh-ho, the holly!
... | 0 | anger | 0.642696 | 0.642696 | 0.0352 | 0.023325 | 0.047654 | 0.049076 | 0.182769 | 0.019281 | Renaissance | Nature |
When daisies pied and violets blue
And lady-smocks all silver-white
And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue
Do paint the meadows with delight,
The cuckoo then, on every tree,
Mocks married men; for thus sings he:
Cuckoo;
Cuckoo, cuckoo! O, word of fear,
Unp... | 2 | fear | 0.709932 | 0.01926 | 0.006627 | 0.709932 | 0.0981 | 0.035417 | 0.109383 | 0.021282 | Renaissance | Nature |
When that I was and a little tiny boy,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
A foolish thing was but a toy,
For the rain it raineth every day.
But when I came to mans estate,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate,
For the rain it raineth every day.
... | 2 | fear | 0.369112 | 0.078644 | 0.032353 | 0.369112 | 0.109514 | 0.070312 | 0.30312 | 0.036945 | Renaissance | Nature |
From fairest creatures we desire increase,
That thereby beautys rose might never die,
But as the riper should by time decease,
His tender heir might bear his memory;
But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes,
Feedst thy lights flame with self-substantial fuel,
Making a famine where abundance lies,
Thyself th... | 5 | sadness | 0.427777 | 0.24021 | 0.26603 | 0.015415 | 0.024016 | 0.023593 | 0.427777 | 0.00296 | Renaissance | Nature |
Shall I compare thee to a summers day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summers lease hath all too short a date;
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or n... | 2 | fear | 0.817965 | 0.019137 | 0.010434 | 0.817965 | 0.012578 | 0.028966 | 0.083004 | 0.027916 | Renaissance | Nature |
Spring, the sweet spring, is the years pleasant king,
Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring,
Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing:
Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!
The palm and may make country houses gay,
Lambs frisk and play, the shepherds pipe all day,
And we hear aye birds t... | 3 | joy | 0.861662 | 0.019445 | 0.00395 | 0.013375 | 0.861662 | 0.067683 | 0.018474 | 0.015411 | Renaissance | Nature |
No crooked leg, no bleared eye,
No part deformed out of kind,
Nor yet so ugly half can be
As is the inward suspicious mind. | 2 | fear | 0.421183 | 0.032794 | 0.256589 | 0.421183 | 0.00256 | 0.195823 | 0.044693 | 0.046358 | Renaissance | Nature |
Twice or thrice had I lov'd thee,
Before I knew thy face or name;
So in a voice, so in a shapeless flame
Angels affect us oft, and worshipp'd be;
Still when, to where thou wert, I came,
Some lovely glorious nothing I did see.
But since my soul, whose child love is,
Takes limbs of flesh, and els... | 5 | sadness | 0.592713 | 0.170083 | 0.028184 | 0.107667 | 0.031443 | 0.043824 | 0.592713 | 0.026086 | Renaissance | Nature |
With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb'st the skies!
How silently, and with how wan a face!
What, may it be that even in heav'nly place
That busy archer his sharp arrows tries!
Sure, if that long-with love-acquainted eyes
Can judge of love, thou feel'st a lover's case,
I read it in thy looks; thy languish'd grace... | 5 | sadness | 0.97962 | 0.001552 | 0.00272 | 0.0019 | 0.001994 | 0.008567 | 0.97962 | 0.003647 | Renaissance | Nature |
When Nature made her chief work, Stella's eyes,
In colour black why wrapt she beams so bright?
Would she in beamy black, like painter wise,
Frame daintiest lustre, mix'd of shades and light?
Or did she else that sober hue devise,
In object best to knit and strength our sight;
Lest, if no veil these brave gleams d... | 5 | sadness | 0.797061 | 0.007638 | 0.028375 | 0.012849 | 0.045095 | 0.091772 | 0.797061 | 0.017209 | Renaissance | Nature |
Come live with me, and be my love,
And we will some new pleasures prove
Of golden sands, and crystal brooks,
With silken lines, and silver hooks.
There will the river whispering run
Warm'd by thy eyes, more than the sun;
And there the 'enamour'd fish will stay,
Begging themselves they may betray.
When thou ... | 2 | fear | 0.745065 | 0.065739 | 0.051032 | 0.745065 | 0.008638 | 0.078853 | 0.045865 | 0.004808 | Renaissance | Nature |
Our storm is past, and that storm's tyrannous rage,
A stupid calm, but nothing it, doth 'suage.
The fable is inverted, and far more
A block afflicts, now, than a stork before.
Storms chafe, and soon wear out themselves, or us;
In calms, Heaven laughs to see us languish thus.
As steady'as I can wish that my though... | 2 | fear | 0.58025 | 0.139397 | 0.027005 | 0.58025 | 0.023776 | 0.105809 | 0.121292 | 0.00247 | Renaissance | Nature |
Where, like a pillow on a bed
A pregnant bank swell'd up to rest
The violet's reclining head,
Sat we two, one another's best.
Our hands were firmly cemented
With a fast balm, which thence did spring;
Our eye-beams twisted, and did thread
Our eyes upon one double string;
So to... | 2 | fear | 0.463716 | 0.043917 | 0.02068 | 0.463716 | 0.07221 | 0.131489 | 0.152439 | 0.115549 | Renaissance | Nature |
No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace
As I have seen in one autumnal face.
Young beauties force our love, and that's a rape,
This doth but counsel, yet you cannot scape.
If 'twere a shame to love, here 'twere no shame;
Affection here takes reverence's name.
Were her first years th... | 5 | sadness | 0.326719 | 0.037624 | 0.220908 | 0.189721 | 0.044918 | 0.151084 | 0.326719 | 0.029026 | Renaissance | Nature |
Here take my picture; though I bid farewell
Thine, in my heart, where my soul dwells, shall dwell.
'Tis like me now, but I dead, 'twill be more
When we are shadows both, than 'twas before.
When weather-beaten I come back, my hand
Perhaps with rude oars torn, or sun beams tann'd,
My face and breast of haircloth, a... | 0 | anger | 0.427883 | 0.427883 | 0.261616 | 0.080473 | 0.003673 | 0.019217 | 0.201378 | 0.00576 | Renaissance | Nature |
Thou hast made me, and shall thy work decay?
Repair me now, for now mine end doth haste,
I run to death, and death meets me as fast,
And all my pleasures are like yesterday;
I dare not move my dim eyes any way,
Despair behind, and death before doth cast
Such terror, and my feebled flesh doth waste
By sin in it, ... | 2 | fear | 0.968676 | 0.011716 | 0.001674 | 0.968676 | 0.000962 | 0.003023 | 0.013208 | 0.000742 | Renaissance | Nature |
Since I am coming to that holy room,
Where, with thy choir of saints for evermore,
I shall be made thy music; as I come
I tune the instrument here at the door,
And what I must do then, think here before.
Whilst my physicians by their love are grown
Cosmographers, and I their ... | 5 | sadness | 0.524077 | 0.015105 | 0.010989 | 0.121711 | 0.193333 | 0.082816 | 0.524077 | 0.05197 | Renaissance | Nature |
My galley, charged with forgetfulness,
Thorough sharp seas in winter nights doth pass
'Tween rock and rock; and eke mine en'my, alas,
That is my lord, steereth with cruelness;
And every owre a thought in readiness,
As though that death were light in such a case.
An endless wind doth tear the sail apace
Of forced... | 5 | sadness | 0.550266 | 0.020182 | 0.008024 | 0.407656 | 0.002517 | 0.009303 | 0.550266 | 0.002052 | Renaissance | Nature |
My mother's maids, when they did sew and spin,
They sang sometime a song of the field mouse,
That, for because her livelood was but thin,
Would needs go seek her townish sister's house.
She thought herself endured too much pain;
The stormy blasts her cave so sore did souse
That when the furrows swimmed with t... | 5 | sadness | 0.53484 | 0.036515 | 0.32642 | 0.034347 | 0.00556 | 0.05854 | 0.53484 | 0.00378 | Renaissance | Nature |
Forget this rotten world, and unto thee
Let thine own times as an old story be.
Be not concern'd; study not why, nor when;
Do not so much as not believe a man.
For though to err, be worst, to try truths forth
Is far more business than this world is worth.
I'he world is but a carcass; thou art fed
By it, but as a... | 5 | sadness | 0.863142 | 0.022241 | 0.041898 | 0.026215 | 0.004478 | 0.039341 | 0.863142 | 0.002685 | Renaissance | Nature |
Come live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove,
That Valleys, groves, hills, and fields,
Woods, or steepy mountain yields.
And we will sit upon the Rocks,
Seeing the Shepherds feed their flocks,
By shallow Rivers to whose falls
Melodious birds sing Madrigals.
And I will make thee beds... | 3 | joy | 0.841323 | 0.005719 | 0.010471 | 0.001653 | 0.841323 | 0.119743 | 0.010335 | 0.010758 | Renaissance | Nature |
Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade,
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell:
Ding-dong.
Hark! now I hear them,ding-do... | 2 | fear | 0.715382 | 0.006306 | 0.005512 | 0.715382 | 0.010019 | 0.023463 | 0.046013 | 0.193305 | Renaissance | Nature |
Hark, hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings,
And Phoebus 'gins arise,
His steeds to water at those springs
On chaliced flowers that lies;
And winking Mary-buds begin
To ope their golden eyes:
With every thing that pretty is,
My lady sweet, arise:
Arise, arise. | 3 | joy | 0.583937 | 0.050854 | 0.020199 | 0.073314 | 0.583937 | 0.147102 | 0.068484 | 0.056109 | Renaissance | Nature |
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and caldron bubble.
Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the caldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt and toe of frog,
Wool of bat and tongue of dog,
Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting,
Lizard's leg and howlet's wing,
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
Doub... | 0 | anger | 0.587365 | 0.587365 | 0.234017 | 0.031237 | 0.003033 | 0.116329 | 0.024277 | 0.003741 | Renaissance | Nature |
Under the greenwood tree
Who loves to lie with me,
And turn his merry note
Unto the sweet bird's throat,
Come hither, come hither, come hither:
Here shall he see
No enemy
But winter and rough weather.
Who doth ambition shun
And loves to live i' the sun,
Seeking the food he eats,
And... | 3 | joy | 0.776143 | 0.013408 | 0.008071 | 0.036082 | 0.776143 | 0.049279 | 0.109086 | 0.00793 | Renaissance | Nature |
Full many a glorious morning have I seen
Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye,
Kissing with golden face the meadows green,
Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy;
Anon permit the basest clouds to ride
With ugly rack on his celestial face
And from the forlorn world his visage hide,
Stealing unseen to ... | 1 | disgust | 0.481663 | 0.281837 | 0.481663 | 0.008176 | 0.005929 | 0.038037 | 0.179711 | 0.004647 | Renaissance | Nature |
That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
In me thou see'st the twilight of such day
As after sunset fadeth in the west,
Which by and by black night doth take away,
De... | 2 | fear | 0.947699 | 0.007009 | 0.005125 | 0.947699 | 0.003222 | 0.004723 | 0.029881 | 0.002341 | Renaissance | Nature |
How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen!
What old December's bareness everywhere!
And yet this time remov'd was summer's time,
The teeming autumn, big with rich increase,
Bearing the wanton burthen of the prime,
Like wid... | 5 | sadness | 0.928842 | 0.003154 | 0.005605 | 0.042062 | 0.005585 | 0.009223 | 0.928842 | 0.005528 | Renaissance | Nature |
Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth,
[......] these rebel powers that thee array,
Why dost thou pine within and suffer dearth,
Painting thy outward walls so costly gay?
Why so large cost, having so short a lease,
Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend?
Shall worms, inheritors of this excess,
Eat up thy cha... | 5 | sadness | 0.362631 | 0.277734 | 0.211918 | 0.017702 | 0.002898 | 0.088754 | 0.362631 | 0.038363 | Renaissance | Nature |
Now thou has loved me one whole day,
Tomorrow when you leavst, what wilt thou say?
Wilt thou then antedate some new-made vow?
Or say that now
We are not just those persons which we were?
Or, that oaths made in reverential fear
Of Love, and his wrath, any may forswear?
Or, as true deaths true marriage... | 0 | anger | 0.806707 | 0.806707 | 0.031867 | 0.124384 | 0.002294 | 0.022384 | 0.009531 | 0.002834 | Renaissance | Love |
Womanhood, wanton, ye want:
Your meddling, mistress, is mannerless;
Plenty of ill, of goodness scant,
Ye rail at riot, reckless:
To praise your port it is needless;
For all your draff yet and your dregs,
As well borne as ye full oft time begs.
Why so coy and full of scorn?
Mine horse is sold, I ween, you say;... | 0 | anger | 0.638862 | 0.638862 | 0.218072 | 0.068367 | 0.005234 | 0.037749 | 0.028346 | 0.003369 | Renaissance | Love |
Wyatt resteth here, that quick could never rest;
Whose heavenly gifts increased by disdain,
And virtue sank the deeper in his breast;
Such profit he of envy could obtain.
A head, where wisdom mysteries did frame,
Whose hammers beat still in that lively brain
As on a stith, where some work of fame
Was daily wro... | 2 | fear | 0.788151 | 0.062595 | 0.057084 | 0.788151 | 0.010298 | 0.039041 | 0.036794 | 0.006037 | Renaissance | Love |
Alas, madam, for stealing of a kiss
Have I so much your mind there offended?
Have I then done so grievously amiss
That by no means it may be amended?
Then revenge you, and the next way is this:
Another kiss shall have my life ended,
For to my mouth the first my heart did suck;
The next shall clean out of my br... | 0 | anger | 0.763912 | 0.763912 | 0.109877 | 0.012996 | 0.001888 | 0.027259 | 0.080674 | 0.003394 | Renaissance | Love |
The sovereign beauty which I do admire,
Witness the world how worthy to be praised:
The light whereof hath kindled heavenly fire
In my frail spirit, by her from baseness raised;
That being now with her huge brightness dazed,
Base thing I can no more endure to view;
But looking still on her, I stand amazed
At won... | 6 | surprise | 0.976323 | 0.003897 | 0.001215 | 0.007249 | 0.002821 | 0.006652 | 0.001843 | 0.976323 | Renaissance | Love |
Like as a huntsman after weary chase,
Seeing the game from him escap'd away,
Sits down to rest him in some shady place,
With panting hounds beguiled of their prey:
So after long pursuit and vain assay,
When I all weary had the chase forsook,
The gentle deer return'd the self-same way,
Thinking to quench her thir... | 2 | fear | 0.848628 | 0.011339 | 0.037982 | 0.848628 | 0.01051 | 0.04732 | 0.041625 | 0.002596 | Renaissance | Love |
Most happy letters, fram'd by skilful trade,
With which that happy name was first design'd:
The which three times thrice happy hath me made,
With gifts of body, fortune, and of mind.
The first my being to me gave by kind,
From mother's womb deriv'd by due descent,
The second is my sovereign Queen most kind,
That... | 3 | joy | 0.982779 | 0.00201 | 0.001099 | 0.000401 | 0.982779 | 0.005504 | 0.00348 | 0.004726 | Renaissance | Love |
Men call you fair, and you do credit it,
For that your self ye daily such do see:
But the true fair, that is the gentle wit,
And vertuous mind, is much more prais'd of me.
For all the rest, how ever fair it be,
Shall turn to naught and lose that glorious hue:
But only that is permanent and free
From frail corrup... | 5 | sadness | 0.784727 | 0.007342 | 0.024019 | 0.032246 | 0.017858 | 0.119013 | 0.784727 | 0.014796 | Renaissance | Love |
One day I wrote her name upon the strand,
But came the waves and washed it away:
Again I wrote it with a second hand,
But came the tide, and made my pains his prey.
"Vain man," said she, "that dost in vain assay,
A mortal thing so to immortalize;
For I myself shall like to this decay,
And eke my name be wiped ou... | 5 | sadness | 0.335005 | 0.13352 | 0.304098 | 0.077632 | 0.01165 | 0.128981 | 0.335005 | 0.009114 | Renaissance | Love |
This holy season, fit to fast and pray,
Men to devotion ought to be inclin'd:
Therefore I likewise on so holy day,
For my sweet saint some service fit will find.
Her temple fair is built within my mind,
In which her glorious image placed is,
On which my thoughts do day and night attend,
Like sacred priests that ... | 0 | anger | 0.913869 | 0.913869 | 0.04321 | 0.004171 | 0.004749 | 0.022125 | 0.01049 | 0.001386 | Renaissance | Love |
AH whither, Love, wilt thou now carry me?
What wontless fury dost thou now inspire
Into my feeble breast, too full of thee?
Whilst seeking to aslake thy raging fire,
Thou in me kindlest much more great desire,
And up aloft above my strength dost raise
The wondrous matter of my fire to praise.
That as I erst in... | 0 | anger | 0.948485 | 0.948485 | 0.004515 | 0.008368 | 0.002066 | 0.009464 | 0.021608 | 0.005494 | Renaissance | Love |
And wilt thou leave me thus?
Say nay, say nay, for shame,
To save thee from the blame
Of all my grief and grame;
And wilt thou leave me thus?
Say nay, say nay!
And wilt thou leave me thus,
That hath loved thee so long
In wealth and woe among?
And is thy heart so strong
As for to leave me thus?
Say nay, say... | 0 | anger | 0.778943 | 0.778943 | 0.072565 | 0.01251 | 0.003982 | 0.014077 | 0.108571 | 0.009351 | Renaissance | Love |
Loving in truth, and fain in verse my love to show,
That she, dear she, might take some pleasure of my pain,
Pleasure might cause her read, reading might make her know,
Knowledge might pity win, and pity grace obtain,
I sought fit words to paint the blackest face of woe;
Studying inventions fine her wits to entert... | 1 | disgust | 0.27138 | 0.261934 | 0.27138 | 0.007299 | 0.099869 | 0.099327 | 0.254412 | 0.005778 | Renaissance | Love |
You that do search for every purling spring
Which from the ribs of old Parnassus flows,
And every flower, not sweet perhaps, which grows
Near thereabouts, into your poesy wring;
Ye that do dictionary's method bring
Into your rimes, running in rattling rows;
You that poor Petrarch's long-deceased woes
With new-bo... | 5 | sadness | 0.516348 | 0.065415 | 0.054045 | 0.018385 | 0.01867 | 0.300319 | 0.516348 | 0.026819 | Renaissance | Love |
Fly, fly, my friends, I have my death wound, fly!
See there that boy, that murd'ring boy, I say,
Who, like a thief, hid in dark bush doth lie
Till bloody bullet get him wrongful prey.
So tyrant he no fitter place could spy,
Nor so fair level in so secret stay,
As that sweet black which veils the heav'nly eye;
Th... | 0 | anger | 0.938269 | 0.938269 | 0.013309 | 0.026552 | 0.001601 | 0.00941 | 0.009186 | 0.001672 | Renaissance | Love |
The curious wits, seeing dull pensiveness
Bewray itself in my long-settl'd eyes,
Whence those same fumes of melancholy rise,
With idle pains and missing aim do guess.
Some, that know how my spring I did address,
Deem that my Muse some fruit of knowledge plies;
Others, because the prince my service tries,
Think t... | 5 | sadness | 0.966096 | 0.004976 | 0.005646 | 0.001921 | 0.002166 | 0.012392 | 0.966096 | 0.006804 | Renaissance | Love |
Let dainty wits cry on the sisters nine,
That, bravely mask'd, their fancies may be told;
Or, Pindar's apes, flaunt they in phrases fine,
Enam'ling with pied flowers their thoughts of gold.
Or else let them in statelier glory shine,
Ennobling newfound tropes with problems old;
Or with strange similes enrich each ... | 5 | sadness | 0.50384 | 0.008123 | 0.030069 | 0.026463 | 0.096012 | 0.327779 | 0.50384 | 0.007715 | Renaissance | Love |
I might!unhappy wordO me, I might,
And then would not, or could not, see my bliss;
Till now wrapt in a most infernal night,
I find how heav'nly day, wretch! I did miss.
Heart, rend thyself, thou dost thyself but right;
No lovely Paris made thy Helen his,
No force, no fraud robb'd thee of thy delight,
Nor Fortune... | 5 | sadness | 0.960638 | 0.009018 | 0.001011 | 0.001506 | 0.006507 | 0.003932 | 0.960638 | 0.017388 | Renaissance | Love |
Come Sleep! O Sleep, the certain knot of peace,
The baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe,
The poor man's wealth, the prisoner's release,
Th' indifferent judge between the high and low.
With shield of proof shield me from out the prease
Of those fierce darts despair at me doth throw:
O make in me those civil wars... | 5 | sadness | 0.823689 | 0.0185 | 0.007522 | 0.115031 | 0.007486 | 0.024555 | 0.823689 | 0.003217 | Renaissance | Love |
Having this day my horse, my hand, my lance
Guided so well that I obtain'd the prize,
Both by the judgment of the English eyes
And of some sent from that sweet enemy France;
Horsemen my skill in horsemanship advance,
Town folks my strength; a daintier judge applies
His praise to sleight which from good use doth r... | 0 | anger | 0.22339 | 0.22339 | 0.123965 | 0.044964 | 0.17244 | 0.209053 | 0.170738 | 0.05545 | Renaissance | Love |
No more, my dear, no more these counsels try;
Oh, give my passions leave to run their race;
Let Fortune lay on me her worst disgrace;
Let folk o'ercharg'd with brain against me cry;
Let clouds bedim my face, break in mine eye;
Let me no steps but of lost labour trace;
Let all the earth with scorn recount my case,... | 0 | anger | 0.546669 | 0.546669 | 0.249229 | 0.015464 | 0.006329 | 0.042078 | 0.136913 | 0.003318 | Renaissance | Love |
Who will in fairest book of nature know
How virtue may best lodg'd in beauty be,
Let him but learn of love to read in thee,
Stella, those fair lines which true goodness show.
There shall he find all vices' overthrow,
Not by rude force, but sweetest sovereignty
Of reason, from whose light those night-birds fly;
T... | 0 | anger | 0.567618 | 0.567618 | 0.142375 | 0.022288 | 0.012517 | 0.193217 | 0.042585 | 0.019401 | Renaissance | Love |
Highway, since you my chief Parnassus be,
And that my Muse, to some ears not unsweet,
Tempers her words to trampling horses' feet
More oft than to a chamber melody.
Now, blessed you bear onward blessed me
To her, where I my heart, safe-left, shall meet:
My Muse and I must you of duty greet
With thanks and wishes... | 5 | sadness | 0.572614 | 0.009256 | 0.001952 | 0.002469 | 0.369974 | 0.024888 | 0.572614 | 0.018847 | Renaissance | Love |
Be your words made, good sir, of Indian ware,
That you allow me them by so small rate?
Or do you cutted Spartans imitate?
Or do you mean my tender ears to spare,
That to my questions you so total are?
When I demand of Phoenix Stella's state,
You say, forsooth, you left her well of late:
O God, think you that sat... | 4 | neutral | 0.568786 | 0.039655 | 0.069044 | 0.013069 | 0.046042 | 0.568786 | 0.110949 | 0.152456 | Renaissance | Love |
Avising the bright beams of these fair eyes
Where he is that mine oft moisteth and washeth,
The wearied mind straight from the heart departeth
For to rest in his worldly paradise
And find the sweet bitter under this guise.
What webs he hath wrought well he perceiveth
Whereby with himself on love he plaineth
That... | 5 | sadness | 0.660374 | 0.223849 | 0.060813 | 0.004349 | 0.005414 | 0.041999 | 0.660374 | 0.003202 | Renaissance | Love |
For God's sake hold your tongue, and let me love,
Or chide my palsy, or my gout,
My five gray hairs, or ruined fortune flout,
With wealth your state, your mind with arts improve,
Take you a course, get you a place,
Observe his honor, or his grace,
Or the king's re... | 5 | sadness | 0.342169 | 0.05064 | 0.013707 | 0.066527 | 0.190854 | 0.250063 | 0.342169 | 0.086041 | Renaissance | Love |
Let it not your wonder move,
Less your laughter, that I love.
Though I now write fifty years,
I have had, and have, my peers;
Poets, though divine, are men,
Some have lov'd as old again.
And it is not always face,
Clothes, or fortune, gives the grace;
Or the feature, or the youth.
But the language and the trut... | 5 | sadness | 0.683335 | 0.004551 | 0.00762 | 0.007219 | 0.10394 | 0.164946 | 0.683335 | 0.02839 | Renaissance | Love |
See the chariot at hand here of Love,
Wherein my lady rideth!
Each that draws is a swan or a dove,
And well the car Love guideth.
As she goes, all hearts do duty
Unto her beauty;
And enamour'd, do wish, so they might
But enjoy such a sight,
That they still were to run by her side,
Through swords, through seas,... | 3 | joy | 0.759422 | 0.018189 | 0.014873 | 0.003466 | 0.759422 | 0.113801 | 0.069269 | 0.02098 | Renaissance | Love |
Muses that sing love's sensual empery,
And lovers kindling your enraged fires
At Cupid's bonfires burning in the eye,
Blown with the empty breath of vain desires;
You that prefer the painted cabinet
Before the wealthy jewels it doth store ye,
That all your joys in dying figures set,
And stain the living substanc... | 0 | anger | 0.966159 | 0.966159 | 0.016973 | 0.002849 | 0.00081 | 0.007126 | 0.004984 | 0.0011 | Renaissance | Love |
Dear love, for nothing less than thee
Would I have broke this happy dream;
It was a theme
For reason, much too strong for fantasy,
Therefore thou wak'd'st me wisely; yet
My dream thou brok'st not, but continued'st it.
Thou art so true that thoughts of thee suffice
To make dreams truths, and fables hi... | 2 | fear | 0.937947 | 0.007182 | 0.001305 | 0.937947 | 0.007717 | 0.008066 | 0.033993 | 0.00379 | Renaissance | Love |
"Who is it that this dark night
Underneath my window plaineth?"
It is one who from thy sight
Being, ah, exil'd, disdaineth
Every other vulgar light.
"Why, alas, and are you he?
Be not yet those fancies changed?"
Dear, when you find change in me,
Though from me you be estranged,
Let my change to ruin be.
"... | 0 | anger | 0.577503 | 0.577503 | 0.190031 | 0.133235 | 0.005504 | 0.049277 | 0.040235 | 0.004216 | Renaissance | Love |
Farewell love and all thy laws forever;
Thy baited hooks shall tangle me no more.
Senec and Plato call me from thy lore
To perfect wealth, my wit for to endeavour.
In blind error when I did persever,
Thy sharp repulse, that pricketh aye so sore,
Hath taught me to set in trifles no store
And scape forth, since li... | 0 | anger | 0.452708 | 0.452708 | 0.054704 | 0.213573 | 0.012245 | 0.068117 | 0.195765 | 0.002888 | Renaissance | Love |
Follow thy fair sun, unhappy shadow,
Though thou be black as night
And she made all of light,
Yet follow thy fair sun unhappy shadow.
Follow her whose light thy light depriveth,
Though here thou livst disgraced,
And she in heaven is placed,
Yet follow her whose light the world reviveth.
Follow those pure be... | 5 | sadness | 0.742737 | 0.151508 | 0.039087 | 0.012548 | 0.005756 | 0.044925 | 0.742737 | 0.00344 | Renaissance | Love |
Follow your saint, follow with accents sweet;
Haste you, sad notes, fall at her flying feet.
There, wrapp'd in cloud of sorrow, pity move,
And tell the ravisher of my soul I perish for her love:
But if she scorns my never-ceasing pain,
Then burst with sighing in her sight and ne'er return again.
All that I sung... | 5 | sadness | 0.893108 | 0.047075 | 0.015925 | 0.004471 | 0.008058 | 0.028681 | 0.893108 | 0.002683 | Renaissance | Love |
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