The Book of SonnetsA. Montagu Woodford Saunders and Otley, 1841 - 291 стор. |
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... soft than to a chamber melody . Now , blessed you , bear onward , blessed me To Her , where I my heart safe left shall meet , My Muse and I must you of duty greet With thanks and wishes , wishing thankfully , Be still fair , honoured by ...
... soft than to a chamber melody . Now , blessed you , bear onward , blessed me To Her , where I my heart safe left shall meet , My Muse and I must you of duty greet With thanks and wishes , wishing thankfully , Be still fair , honoured by ...
Сторінка 30
... soft a rod dear play he try ? And yet my Star , because a sugared kiss In sport I sucked , while she asleep did lie , Doth lour , nay , chide , nay , threat , for only this ; - Sweet , it was saucy Love , not humble I. But no ' scuse ...
... soft a rod dear play he try ? And yet my Star , because a sugared kiss In sport I sucked , while she asleep did lie , Doth lour , nay , chide , nay , threat , for only this ; - Sweet , it was saucy Love , not humble I. But no ' scuse ...
Сторінка 35
... soft bands , Like captives trembling at the victor's sight . And happy Lines ! on which with starry light Those lamping eyes will deign sometimes to look , And read the sorrows of my dying spright , Written with tears in heart's close ...
... soft bands , Like captives trembling at the victor's sight . And happy Lines ! on which with starry light Those lamping eyes will deign sometimes to look , And read the sorrows of my dying spright , Written with tears in heart's close ...
Сторінка 56
... soft cheek for complexion dwells , In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dyed . The lily I condemnèd for thy hand , And buds of marjoram had stolen thy hair : The roses fearfully on thorns did stand , One blushing shame , another ...
... soft cheek for complexion dwells , In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dyed . The lily I condemnèd for thy hand , And buds of marjoram had stolen thy hair : The roses fearfully on thorns did stand , One blushing shame , another ...
Сторінка 59
... nursed , delivered from thy brain , To take a new acquaintance of thy mind . These offices , so soft as thou wilt look , Shall profit thee , and much enrich thy book . WHEN I do count the clock that tells the time WILLIAM SHAKSPERE . 59.
... nursed , delivered from thy brain , To take a new acquaintance of thy mind . These offices , so soft as thou wilt look , Shall profit thee , and much enrich thy book . WHEN I do count the clock that tells the time WILLIAM SHAKSPERE . 59.
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