The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper, Том 5Alexander Chalmers J. Johnson, 1810 |
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... pass , To wash the foul face of the sluttish ground , Who is but drunken when she seemeth drown'd . O hard - believing love , how strange it seems Not to believe , and yet too credulous ! Thy weal and woe are both of them extremes ...
... pass , To wash the foul face of the sluttish ground , Who is but drunken when she seemeth drown'd . O hard - believing love , how strange it seems Not to believe , and yet too credulous ! Thy weal and woe are both of them extremes ...
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... pass , And scarcely greet me with that sun , thine eye , When love , converted from the thing it was , Shall reasons find of settled gravity , Against that time do I ensconce me here Within the knowledge of mine own desert , And this my ...
... pass , And scarcely greet me with that sun , thine eye , When love , converted from the thing it was , Shall reasons find of settled gravity , Against that time do I ensconce me here Within the knowledge of mine own desert , And this my ...
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... pass'd by the ambush of young days , Either not assail'd , or victor being charg'd ; Yet this thy praise cannot be so thy praise , To tie up envy , evermore enlarg'd : If some suspect of ill mask'd not thy show , Then thou alone ...
... pass'd by the ambush of young days , Either not assail'd , or victor being charg'd ; Yet this thy praise cannot be so thy praise , To tie up envy , evermore enlarg'd : If some suspect of ill mask'd not thy show , Then thou alone ...
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... pass my verses tend , Thau of your graces and your gifts to tell ; And more , much more , than in my verse can sit , Your own glass shows you , when you look in it . SONNET CIV . To me , fair friend , you SONNETS . 55.
... pass my verses tend , Thau of your graces and your gifts to tell ; And more , much more , than in my verse can sit , Your own glass shows you , when you look in it . SONNET CIV . To me , fair friend , you SONNETS . 55.
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... pass'd a hell of time ; And I , a tyrant , have no leisure taken To weigh how once I suffer'd in your crime . O that our night of woe might have remember'd My deepest sense , how hard true sorrow hits , And soon to you , as you to me ...
... pass'd a hell of time ; And I , a tyrant , have no leisure taken To weigh how once I suffer'd in your crime . O that our night of woe might have remember'd My deepest sense , how hard true sorrow hits , And soon to you , as you to me ...
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The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper, Том 5 Alexander Chalmers Повний перегляд - 1810 |
The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper, Том 5 Alexander Chalmers Повний перегляд - 1810 |
The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper, Том 5 Alexander Chalmers Повний перегляд - 1810 |
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