Poetry of the English Renaissance, 1509-1660John William Hebel, Hoyt Hopewell Hudson |
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... hast done , thou has not done , For I have more . Wilt thou forgive that sin which I have won Others to sin , and made my sin their door ? Wilt thou forgive that sin which I did shun A year or two , but wallowed in a score ? When thou hast ...
... hast done , thou has not done , For I have more . Wilt thou forgive that sin which I have won Others to sin , and made my sin their door ? Wilt thou forgive that sin which I did shun A year or two , but wallowed in a score ? When thou hast ...
Page 500
... hast no lantern whereof tales are told , Or stairs or courts ; but stand'st an ancient pile , And these , grudged at , art reverenced the while . Thou joy'st in better marks , of soil , of air , Of wood , of water ; therein thou art ...
... hast no lantern whereof tales are told , Or stairs or courts ; but stand'st an ancient pile , And these , grudged at , art reverenced the while . Thou joy'st in better marks , of soil , of air , Of wood , of water ; therein thou art ...
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... hast had many ) Hast e'er read better ? Nay , hast read so good ? Dost laugh ? They'll make the rigid'st Cato do it ; Besides , smooth verse , quaint phrase , —come , what wilt give ? No more but so ! Ah , what shall I say to it ? I ...
... hast had many ) Hast e'er read better ? Nay , hast read so good ? Dost laugh ? They'll make the rigid'st Cato do it ; Besides , smooth verse , quaint phrase , —come , what wilt give ? No more but so ! Ah , what shall I say to it ? I ...
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beauty behold Ben Jonson birds blood bonny lass brave breast breath bright crown dance dead dear death delight divine dost doth earth epigrams eyes face fair fame fear fire flame flowers FRANCIS BEAUMONT give glory grace Greensleeves grief hand hath heart heaven honor Introduction and Notes JOHN FLETCHER'S JOHN HEYWOOD JOHN SKELTON king kiss lady light live look Lord love's lover lute Mary Ambree merry mind mirth mistress muse ne'er never night nought numbers nymph pain Petrarch play pleasure poems poetry poets poor praise queen quoth rest rhyme scorn shalt shepherds shine sighs sight sing SIR THOMAS WYATT Sith sleep smile sorrow soul spring stars sweet tears tell thee thine things thou art thought Tottel's miscellany true unto verse virtue wanton wassail weep whilst wind words youth