Random Poem
The random poem generator takes the first lines of nearly 3,900 poems to make a new poem. To see the full list of what's included, click here.
Pure spirit! O where art thou now!
O Sorrow, cruel fellowship,
Ph?bus was Iudge betweene Ioue, Mars, and Loue,
O thou, by Nature taught
But then there comes that moment rare
Brother, we do not lay you down so deep
I was a Poet!
Out traytour absence, darest thou counsell me,