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Kiss me this once and then God b ' wi ' you , For now the morning draweth near . ' With that , her fairest bosom showing , Opening her lips , rich perfumes blowing , She said , Now kiss me and be going , " My sweetest dear ...
Kiss me this once and then God b ' wi ' you , For now the morning draweth near . ' With that , her fairest bosom showing , Opening her lips , rich perfumes blowing , She said , Now kiss me and be going , " My sweetest dear ...
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Yet , Phoebus , rise , and take thy chair Once more , shaking dull vapours from thy hair ; But wink and look not on my fair : For , if thou once her beauty view , Ere night thou wilt thyself undo , Nor have a home to go unto .
Yet , Phoebus , rise , and take thy chair Once more , shaking dull vapours from thy hair ; But wink and look not on my fair : For , if thou once her beauty view , Ere night thou wilt thyself undo , Nor have a home to go unto .
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Kiss me , dear , before my dying , Kiss me once , and ease my pain ! ' Sighing to himself , and crying , ' Wretched I , to love in vain ! Ever scorning and denying To reward your faithful swain : Kiss me , dear , before my dying ...
Kiss me , dear , before my dying , Kiss me once , and ease my pain ! ' Sighing to himself , and crying , ' Wretched I , to love in vain ! Ever scorning and denying To reward your faithful swain : Kiss me , dear , before my dying ...
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TABLE OF CONTENTS xi | 473 |
A SHORTTITLE LIST OF POETICAL COLLECTIONS | 493 |
INDEX OF AUTHORS | 499 |
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