Poetry of the English Renaissance, 1509-1660John William Hebel, Hoyt Hopewell Hudson |
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... thine harbor hold ? Is it in churches , with religious men Which please the gods with prayers manifold , And in ... thine ears ; with flint immure thine heart , And kill me with thy looks , if they would kill . Thine eyes , those crystal ...
... thine harbor hold ? Is it in churches , with religious men Which please the gods with prayers manifold , And in ... thine ears ; with flint immure thine heart , And kill me with thy looks , if they would kill . Thine eyes , those crystal ...
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... thine . Thom . A pair of swans are mine , and all their train ; With them a cup which Thetis ' self bestowed , As ... Thine be the cup , thine be the swans forever . Daph . Thom . Ah , blessed life ! ah , blessed fishers ' state ! Thrice ...
... thine . Thom . A pair of swans are mine , and all their train ; With them a cup which Thetis ' self bestowed , As ... Thine be the cup , thine be the swans forever . Daph . Thom . Ah , blessed life ! ah , blessed fishers ' state ! Thrice ...
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... thine , I gave it to thy voice and eyes ; Thy sweets , thy graces , all are mine ; Thou art my star , shin'st in my ... thine own inconstancy . A fairer hand than thine shall cure That heart which thy false oaths did wound ; And to my ...
... thine , I gave it to thy voice and eyes ; Thy sweets , thy graces , all are mine ; Thou art my star , shin'st in my ... thine own inconstancy . A fairer hand than thine shall cure That heart which thy false oaths did wound ; And to my ...
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