Spencer to CrabbeOxford University Press, 1990 - English poetry |
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... weep ; No , I'll not weep : I have full cause of weeping , but this heart Shall break into a hundred thousand flaws Or ere I'll weep . O fool ! I shall go mad . Lear . Blow , winds , and crack your cheeks ! rage ! blow ! You cataracts ...
... weep ; No , I'll not weep : I have full cause of weeping , but this heart Shall break into a hundred thousand flaws Or ere I'll weep . O fool ! I shall go mad . Lear . Blow , winds , and crack your cheeks ! rage ! blow ! You cataracts ...
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Oxford library of English poetry John Wain. JOHN FLETCHER 1579-1625 Weep no More WEEP no more , nor sigh , nor groan , Sorrow calls no time that's gone : Violets pluck'd , the sweetest rain Makes not fresh nor grow again . Trim thy locks ...
Oxford library of English poetry John Wain. JOHN FLETCHER 1579-1625 Weep no More WEEP no more , nor sigh , nor groan , Sorrow calls no time that's gone : Violets pluck'd , the sweetest rain Makes not fresh nor grow again . Trim thy locks ...
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... Weep no more , woeful shepherds , weep no more , For Lycidas , your sorrow , is not dead , Sunk though he be beneath the wat'ry floor ; So sinks the day - star in the ocean bed , And yet anon repairs his drooping head , And tricks his ...
... Weep no more , woeful shepherds , weep no more , For Lycidas , your sorrow , is not dead , Sunk though he be beneath the wat'ry floor ; So sinks the day - star in the ocean bed , And yet anon repairs his drooping head , And tricks his ...
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SIR WALTER RALEIGH 15521618 | 33 |
FULKE GREVILLE LORD BROOKE 15541628 | 49 |
GEORGE CHAPMAN 15601634 | 54 |
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