Poetry of the English Renaissance, 1509-1660John William Hebel, Hoyt Hopewell Hudson |
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... live to be Where I might but sit to see Once a day , or all day long , The sweet subject of my song— In Aglaia's only eyes All my worldly paradise . 70 CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE The Introduction and Notes are at page 945 FROM JOHN BODENHAM'S ...
... live to be Where I might but sit to see Once a day , or all day long , The sweet subject of my song— In Aglaia's only eyes All my worldly paradise . 70 CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE The Introduction and Notes are at page 945 FROM JOHN BODENHAM'S ...
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... live is too too long , As it is too short to weep . Grievous sighs in vain I waste , Leesing my affiance , and I perceive my hope at last With a candle in the hand . What time then to hope among Bitter hopes that never sleep ? ΙΟ When ...
... live is too too long , As it is too short to weep . Grievous sighs in vain I waste , Leesing my affiance , and I perceive my hope at last With a candle in the hand . What time then to hope among Bitter hopes that never sleep ? ΙΟ When ...
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... live retired ? For what is beauty if it be not seen ? Or what is ' t to be seen if not admired , And though admired , unless in love desired ? Never were cheeks of roses , locks of amber , Ordained to live imprisoned in a chamber ...
... live retired ? For what is beauty if it be not seen ? Or what is ' t to be seen if not admired , And though admired , unless in love desired ? Never were cheeks of roses , locks of amber , Ordained to live imprisoned in a chamber ...
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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