Lyra Elegantiarum: A Collection of Some of the Best Social and Occasional Verse by Deceased English Authors |
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Clear wells spring not , sweet birds sing not , Green plants bring not forth ; they
die ; Herds stand weeping , flocks all sleeping , Nymphs back peeping fearfully :
All our pleasure known to us poor swains , All our merry meetings on the plains ...
Clear wells spring not , sweet birds sing not , Green plants bring not forth ; they
die ; Herds stand weeping , flocks all sleeping , Nymphs back peeping fearfully :
All our pleasure known to us poor swains , All our merry meetings on the plains ...
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Farewell , sweet lass , thy like ne'er was For a sweet content , the cause of all my
moan : Poor Coridon must live alone ; Other help for him I see that there is none .
William Shakspere . VII . A RENUNCIATION . IF women could be fair , and yet ...
Farewell , sweet lass , thy like ne'er was For a sweet content , the cause of all my
moan : Poor Coridon must live alone ; Other help for him I see that there is none .
William Shakspere . VII . A RENUNCIATION . IF women could be fair , and yet ...
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The sun , whose beams most glorious are , Rejecteth no beholder ; And thy
sweet beauty , past compare , Made my poor eyes the bolder . Where beauty
moves , and wit delights , And signs of kindness bind me , There , oh ! there ,
where'er I ...
The sun , whose beams most glorious are , Rejecteth no beholder ; And thy
sweet beauty , past compare , Made my poor eyes the bolder . Where beauty
moves , and wit delights , And signs of kindness bind me , There , oh ! there ,
where'er I ...
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Methinks no wrong it were , if I should steal From those two melting rubies one
poor kiss ; None sees the theft that would the theft reveal , Nor rob I her of aught
that she can miss ; Nay , should I twenty kisses take away , There would be little ...
Methinks no wrong it were , if I should steal From those two melting rubies one
poor kiss ; None sees the theft that would the theft reveal , Nor rob I her of aught
that she can miss ; Nay , should I twenty kisses take away , There would be little ...
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XLI . THE HEAD - ACHE . 1 My head doth ache , 0 , Sappho ! take Thy fillet , And
bind the pain ! Or bring some bane To kill it . But less that part Than my poor heart
, Now is sick : One kiss from thee Will counsel be , And physic . Robert Herrick .
XLI . THE HEAD - ACHE . 1 My head doth ache , 0 , Sappho ! take Thy fillet , And
bind the pain ! Or bring some bane To kill it . But less that part Than my poor heart
, Now is sick : One kiss from thee Will counsel be , And physic . Robert Herrick .
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