The Golden Treasury: Selected from the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageMacmillan, 1929 - 640 страница |
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... doth beauty , like a dial - hand , Steal from his figure , and no pace perceived ; So your sweet hue , which methinks still doth stand , Hath motion , and mine eye may be deceived : For fear of which , hear this , thou age unbred : Ere ...
... doth beauty , like a dial - hand , Steal from his figure , and no pace perceived ; So your sweet hue , which methinks still doth stand , Hath motion , and mine eye may be deceived : For fear of which , hear this , thou age unbred : Ere ...
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... doth throw : O make in me those civil wars to cease ; I will good tribute pay , if thou do so . Take thou of me ... doth now his gift confound . 42 . 43 . Time doth transfix the flourish set 24 Book.
... doth throw : O make in me those civil wars to cease ; I will good tribute pay , if thou do so . Take thou of me ... doth now his gift confound . 42 . 43 . Time doth transfix the flourish set 24 Book.
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... DOTH then the world go thus , doth all thus move ? Is this the justice which on earth we find ? Is this that firm decree which all doth bind ? Are these your influences , Powers above ? Those souls which vice's moody mists most blind ...
... DOTH then the world go thus , doth all thus move ? Is this the justice which on earth we find ? Is this that firm decree which all doth bind ? Are these your influences , Powers above ? Those souls which vice's moody mists most blind ...
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