Selections from the British Poets, Том 1Harper & Bros., 1810 |
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... fate , take to your maiden bosoms Two dead cold aspicks , and of them make lovers ; They cannot flatter nor forswear ; one kiss Makes a long peace for all . Come , let's 46 BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER . BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER.
... fate , take to your maiden bosoms Two dead cold aspicks , and of them make lovers ; They cannot flatter nor forswear ; one kiss Makes a long peace for all . Come , let's 46 BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER . BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER.
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... fate ? Had friendship ne'er been known to men ( The ghost at last confess'd ) , The world had then a stranger been To all that heav'n possess'd . But could it all be here acquired , Not heav'n itself would be desired . JAMES SHIRLEY ...
... fate ? Had friendship ne'er been known to men ( The ghost at last confess'd ) , The world had then a stranger been To all that heav'n possess'd . But could it all be here acquired , Not heav'n itself would be desired . JAMES SHIRLEY ...
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... fate ; Death lays his icy hand on kings . Sceptre and crown Must tumble down , And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade . Some men with swords may reap the field , And plant fresh laurels where they kill ...
... fate ; Death lays his icy hand on kings . Sceptre and crown Must tumble down , And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade . Some men with swords may reap the field , And plant fresh laurels where they kill ...
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... Fate ! Hence , Love himself , that tyrant of my days ! Which intercepts my coming praise . Come , my best friends , my books ! and lead me on ; " Tis time that I were gone . Welcome , great Stagyrite ! and teach me now All I was born to ...
... Fate ! Hence , Love himself , that tyrant of my days ! Which intercepts my coming praise . Come , my best friends , my books ! and lead me on ; " Tis time that I were gone . Welcome , great Stagyrite ! and teach me now All I was born to ...
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... not fear nor wish my fate ; But boldly say each night , To - morrow let my sun his beams display , Or in clouds hide them ; I have lived to - day . THE COMPLAINT . In a deep vision's intellectual scene , 74 ABRAHAM COWLEY .
... not fear nor wish my fate ; But boldly say each night , To - morrow let my sun his beams display , Or in clouds hide them ; I have lived to - day . THE COMPLAINT . In a deep vision's intellectual scene , 74 ABRAHAM COWLEY .
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