The Book of SonnetsA. Montagu Woodford Saunders and Otley, 1841 - 291 стор. |
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... grace ; She hathe in hande my wit , my wille , and alle . My hearte alone well worthy she doth stay , Without whose helpe scante doe I live a day . THE LOVER PERISHETH IN HIS DELIGHT AS THE FLY IN 4 SIR THOMAS WIAT .
... grace ; She hathe in hande my wit , my wille , and alle . My hearte alone well worthy she doth stay , Without whose helpe scante doe I live a day . THE LOVER PERISHETH IN HIS DELIGHT AS THE FLY IN 4 SIR THOMAS WIAT .
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... grace converteth straight to ire . And coward Love then to the heart apace Taketh his flighte ; whereas he lurks , and plains His purpose lost , and dare not shew his face . For my Love's guilt thus faultless bide I pains . Yet from my ...
... grace converteth straight to ire . And coward Love then to the heart apace Taketh his flighte ; whereas he lurks , and plains His purpose lost , and dare not shew his face . For my Love's guilt thus faultless bide I pains . Yet from my ...
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... grace To me , that feel the like , thy state descries . ever Then of fellowship , O Moon , tell me Is constant love deem'd there but want of wit ? Are beauties there as proud as here they be ? Do they above love to be loved , and yet ...
... grace To me , that feel the like , thy state descries . ever Then of fellowship , O Moon , tell me Is constant love deem'd there but want of wit ? Are beauties there as proud as here they be ? Do they above love to be loved , and yet ...
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... grace , thou shalt , in me , Livelier than elsewhere , Stella's image see . THE curious wits , seeing dull pensiveness Bewray itself in my long - settled eyes , Whence those same fumes of melancholy rise , With idle pains and missing ...
... grace , thou shalt , in me , Livelier than elsewhere , Stella's image see . THE curious wits , seeing dull pensiveness Bewray itself in my long - settled eyes , Whence those same fumes of melancholy rise , With idle pains and missing ...
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... grace . HAVING this day my horse , my hand , my lance , Guided so well , that I obtain'd the prize , Both by the judgement of the English eyes , And of some sent from that sweet enemy , France ; Horsemen , my skill in horsemanship ...
... grace . HAVING this day my horse , my hand , my lance , Guided so well , that I obtain'd the prize , Both by the judgement of the English eyes , And of some sent from that sweet enemy , France ; Horsemen , my skill in horsemanship ...
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