"A blast of wind, a momentary breath"
Barnabe Barnes"Ah, sweet Content, where is thy mild abode?"
Barnabe Barnes"Burn on, sweet fire, for I live by that fuel"
Barnabe Barnes"Fortress of hope, anchor of faithful zeal"
Barnabe Barnes"Mistress, behold, in this true-speaking gla**"
Barnabe Barnes"No more lewd lays of lighter loves I sing"
Barnabe Barnes"This careful head, with divers thoughts distressed"
Barnabe Barnes