"Arraigned, poor captive at the bar I stand"
Bartholomew Griffin"Care-charmer sleep, sweet ease in restless misery"
Bartholomew Griffin"Compare me to the child that plays with fire"
Bartholomew Griffin"Fair is my love that feeds among the lilies"
Bartholomew Griffin"Fly to her heart, hover about her heart"
Bartholomew Griffin"I have not spent the April of my time"
Bartholomew Griffin"If great Apollo offered as a dower"
Bartholomew Griffin"Tell me of love, sweet Love, who is thy sire?"
Bartholomew Griffin"Work, work apace, you blessed sisters three"
Bartholomew Griffin