The Oxford Book of Seventeenth Century VerseSir Herbert John Clifford Grierson, Geoffrey Bullough Clarendon Press, 1934 - 974 sider |
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Side 100
... by that impression grow , Till thy teares mixt with mine doe overflow This world , by waters sent from thee , my heaven dissolved so . O more than Moone , Draw not up seas to 100 JOHN DONNE "Tis not all spirit, pure, and brave...
... by that impression grow , Till thy teares mixt with mine doe overflow This world , by waters sent from thee , my heaven dissolved so . O more than Moone , Draw not up seas to 100 JOHN DONNE "Tis not all spirit, pure, and brave...
Side 325
... Spirit N the houre of my distresse , IN When temptations me oppresse , And when I my sins confesse , Sweet Spirit comfort me ! When I lie within my bed , Sick in heart , and sick in head , And with doubts discomforted , Sweet Spirit ...
... Spirit N the houre of my distresse , IN When temptations me oppresse , And when I my sins confesse , Sweet Spirit comfort me ! When I lie within my bed , Sick in heart , and sick in head , And with doubts discomforted , Sweet Spirit ...
Side 326
... Spirit comfort me ! When the tapers now burne blew , And the comforters are few , And that number more than true ; Sweet Spirit comfort me ! When the Priest his last hath pray'd , And I nod to what is said , ' Cause my speech is now ...
... Spirit comfort me ! When the tapers now burne blew , And the comforters are few , And that number more than true ; Sweet Spirit comfort me ! When the Priest his last hath pray'd , And I nod to what is said , ' Cause my speech is now ...
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