Spencer to CrabbeOxford University Press, 1990 - English poetry |
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... shade Thy lovely face ? WHY dost thou shade Thy lovely face ? O why Does that eclipsing hand so long deny The sunshine of Thy soul - enliv'ning eye ? Without that light , what light remains in me ? Thou art my Life , my Way , my Light ...
... shade Thy lovely face ? WHY dost thou shade Thy lovely face ? O why Does that eclipsing hand so long deny The sunshine of Thy soul - enliv'ning eye ? Without that light , what light remains in me ? Thou art my Life , my Way , my Light ...
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... shade ; till a soft murmur , sent From souls entranced in amorous languishment , Rouse us , and shoot into our veins fresh fire , Till we in their sweet ecstasy expire . Then , as the empty bee that lately bore Into the common treasure ...
... shade ; till a soft murmur , sent From souls entranced in amorous languishment , Rouse us , and shoot into our veins fresh fire , Till we in their sweet ecstasy expire . Then , as the empty bee that lately bore Into the common treasure ...
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... shade , Cedar , and pine , and fir , and branching palm , A sylvan scene , and as the ranks ascend Shade above shade , a woody theater Of stateliest view . Yet higher than their tops The verdurous wall of Paradise up sprung ; Which to ...
... shade , Cedar , and pine , and fir , and branching palm , A sylvan scene , and as the ranks ascend Shade above shade , a woody theater Of stateliest view . Yet higher than their tops The verdurous wall of Paradise up sprung ; Which to ...
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SIR WALTER RALEIGH 15521618 | 33 |
FULKE GREVILLE LORD BROOKE 15541628 | 49 |
GEORGE CHAPMAN 15601634 | 54 |
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