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... lips of the Elizabethans secret of their golden diction . For students into whose hands this book may com may not be superfluous to repeat here the cau already given in the prefaces to Books Third and F as to the proper function of ...
... lips of the Elizabethans secret of their golden diction . For students into whose hands this book may com may not be superfluous to repeat here the cau already given in the prefaces to Books Third and F as to the proper function of ...
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... lips are like two budded roses Whom ranks of lilies neighbour nigh , Within which bounds she balm encloses Apt to entice a deity : Heigh ho , would she were mine ! Her neck is like a stately tower Where Love himself imprison'd lies , To ...
... lips are like two budded roses Whom ranks of lilies neighbour nigh , Within which bounds she balm encloses Apt to entice a deity : Heigh ho , would she were mine ! Her neck is like a stately tower Where Love himself imprison'd lies , To ...
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... arms enchaining , - Hearts with a thought , Rosy lips with a kiss still entertaining . What harvest half so sweet is As still to reap the kisses Grown ripe in sowing ? And straight to be receiver XX spring 18 , Then what we sow with our ...
... arms enchaining , - Hearts with a thought , Rosy lips with a kiss still entertaining . What harvest half so sweet is As still to reap the kisses Grown ripe in sowing ? And straight to be receiver XX spring 18 , Then what we sow with our ...
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... lips Let us reap , love's gains dividing . T. Camp 26 . ADVICE TO A GIRL Never love unless you can Bear with all the faults of man ! Men sometimes will jealous be Though but little cause they see , And hang the head as discontent , And ...
... lips Let us reap , love's gains dividing . T. Camp 26 . ADVICE TO A GIRL Never love unless you can Bear with all the faults of man ! Men sometimes will jealous be Though but little cause they see , And hang the head as discontent , And ...
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... lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come ; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks , But bears it out ev'n to the edge of doom : - If this be error , and upon me proved , I never writ , nor no man ever loved . 32 ...
... lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come ; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks , But bears it out ev'n to the edge of doom : - If this be error , and upon me proved , I never writ , nor no man ever loved . 32 ...
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