Thomas Middleton

My nearest
And dearest enemy.

My nearest
And dearest enemy.

All was false and hollow, though his tongue
Dropt manna, and could make the worst appear
The read more

All was false and hollow, though his tongue
Dropt manna, and could make the worst appear
The better reason.

With diadem and sceptre high advanced,
The lower still I fall; only supreme
In misery; such joy read more

With diadem and sceptre high advanced,
The lower still I fall; only supreme
In misery; such joy ambition finds.

Beat all your feathers as flat as pancakes.

Beat all your feathers as flat as pancakes.

For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime,
Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer.

For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime,
Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer.