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Page 27
... whose month is ever May , Spied a bloffom , paffing fair , Playing in the wanton air . Through the velvet leaves the wind All unfeen ' gan paffage find , That the lover , fick to death , Wish'd himself the heaven's breath . Air ( quoth ...
... whose month is ever May , Spied a bloffom , paffing fair , Playing in the wanton air . Through the velvet leaves the wind All unfeen ' gan paffage find , That the lover , fick to death , Wish'd himself the heaven's breath . Air ( quoth ...
Page 54
... Whose springing grace adorns thy glory now : Swift speedy Time , feather'd with flying hours , Diffolves the beauty of the fairest brow . Then do not thou fuch treasure wafte in vain , But love now whilft thou may'st be lov'd again ...
... Whose springing grace adorns thy glory now : Swift speedy Time , feather'd with flying hours , Diffolves the beauty of the fairest brow . Then do not thou fuch treasure wafte in vain , But love now whilft thou may'st be lov'd again ...
Page 55
... Whose glorious blaze the world doth so admire , Muft yield up all to tyrant Time's defire ; Then fade those flowers that deck'd her pride fo long . When if she grieve to gaze her in her glass , Which then presents her winter - wither'd ...
... Whose glorious blaze the world doth so admire , Muft yield up all to tyrant Time's defire ; Then fade those flowers that deck'd her pride fo long . When if she grieve to gaze her in her glass , Which then presents her winter - wither'd ...
Page 56
... Whose short refresh upon the tender green , Cheers for a time , but till the fun doth fhew , And ftraight ' tis gone as it had never been . Soon doth it fade that makes the fairest flourish , Short is the glory of the blushing rofe ...
... Whose short refresh upon the tender green , Cheers for a time , but till the fun doth fhew , And ftraight ' tis gone as it had never been . Soon doth it fade that makes the fairest flourish , Short is the glory of the blushing rofe ...
Page 67
... whose will All things are bounden to obey , For all his wit and worthy skill , Doth fade at length , and fall away . There is nothing but time doth waste , The heav'ns , the earth , confume at last . But virtue fits triumphing still ...
... whose will All things are bounden to obey , For all his wit and worthy skill , Doth fade at length , and fall away . There is nothing but time doth waste , The heav'ns , the earth , confume at last . But virtue fits triumphing still ...
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againſt beauty beauty's beſt birds bluſh breaſt breath cauſe cheek Corydon Cupid dear death defire delight deſpair doft doth eyes fair fear feem fhall fhepherd fhew fighs fince fing firſt flain flame fleep flowers fmile fome fong foon forrow foul freſh ftill ftreams fuch fwear fweet glaſs grace grief Harpalus hath heart heav'n himſelf joys kifs kiſs laft laſt live loft loſe lov'd love's lovers lullaby maid melancholy Methinks moſt muft muſt myſelf ne'er night nought nymph paffion paſs Phillida Phillis pleaſant pleaſe pleaſure pofies praiſe reaſon reft reſt rofe roſe ſay ſee ſeems ſhall ſhe ſhould ſkies ſmile ſome SONG SONNET ſpend ſpent ſport ſpread ſpring ſtate ſtay ſtill ſuch ſweet tears Tell tereu thee themſelves theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thouſand uſe wanton Whilft whofe Whoſe wind wiſh youth