...pursueth the flies smale; The busy bee, her honey now she mings ; Winter is worne, that was the flower's bale : And thus I see, among these pleasant things, Each care decays, and yet my sorrow springs ! LORD VAUX. This poet (says Mr. Warton) was probably Thomas Lord Vaux, son of Lord Nicholas. He was...

...away she flings ; The swift swallow pursueth the flies smale, The busy bee her honey now she mynges ; Winter is worn that was the flowers' bale ; And thus...things Each care decays, and yet my sorrow springs. EARL OF SURREY. VERSES, BY QUEEN ELIZABETH. JL GRIEVE, and dare not show my discontent, I love, and...

...flies smale, The busy bee her honey now she mynges ; Winter is worn that was the flowers' bale; Aud thus I see among these pleasant things Each care decays, and yet my sorrow springs. EARL OF SURREY. VERSES, BY QUEEN ELIZABETH. J. GRIEVE, and dare not show my discontent, I love, and...

...winter-coat he flings, The swift swallow pursueth the flies smale, The busy bee her honey now she niings ; Winter is worn that was the flowers' bale. And thus...things Each care decays, and yet my sorrow springs /" p. 19. The verses on his imprisonment in Windsor Cattle, and Ilk recollections of his friend RICHMOND,...

...flies smale ; The busy bee her honey now she mings ; \ Winter is worn that was the flower's bale. 5 And thus I see among these pleasant things Each care decays, and yet my sorrow springs !' The editor thinks that he discovers that the general idea of the foregoing is borrowed from Petrarch,...

...flies small ; . The busy bee her honey now she mings3; Winter is worn that was the flower's bale4. And thus I see among these pleasant things Each care decays, and yet my sorrow springs. A PRISONER IN WINDSOR CASTLE, HE REFLECTS ON PAST HAPPINESS. So cruel prison how could betide, alas...

...pursueth the flies smalle ; The busy bee her honey how she minges ! Winter is worne that was the floures bale. And thus I see among these pleasant things Each care decays ; and yet my sorrow springs. _____ EARL OF SURREY. NEW yeare, forth looking out of lanus gate, Doth seeme to promise hope of new...

...pursueth the flies smalle ; The busy bee her honey how she minges ! Winter is worne that was the floures bale. And thus I see among these pleasant things Each care decays ; and yet my sorrow springs. EARL OF SURREY. NEW yeare, forth looking out of Ianus gate, Doth seeme to promise hope of new delight...

...pursueth the flies smalle ; The busy bee her honey how she minges ! Winter is worne that was the floures bale. And thus I see among these pleasant things Each care decays ; and yet my sorrow springs. EARL OF SURREY. NEW yeare, forth looking out of lanus gate, Doth seeme to promise hope of new delight;...

...away she flings ; The swift swallow pursueth the flies smale ; The busy bee her honey now she mings ; Winter is worn, that was the flowers' bale. And thus...things, Each care decays, and yet my sorrow springs !" An elegy by Surrey, on the miseries of absence, is written in a style so pure, that it would not...