My soul, sit thou a patient looker-on;
Judge not the play before the play is done:
Her plot hath many changes; every day
Speaks a new scene; the last act crowns the play.

(C) Francis Quarles
01/01/2000


Best Poems of Francis Quarles

• On Change Of Weather
• The Loadstone
• On The Life And Death Of Man
• Funerall Elegy Xx
• Sonnets
• The Shortness Of Life
• Epigram
• Why Dost Thou Shade Thy Lovely Face?
• A Divine Rapture
• Respice Finem
• On The World
• Funerall Elegy Xiii
• Funerall Elegy Vii
• My Beloved Is Mine And I Am His
• An Ecstacy
• Delight In God Only
• A Good Night
• Hos Ego Versiculos