The Oxford Book of Seventeenth Century VerseSir Herbert John Clifford Grierson, Geoffrey Bullough Clarendon Press, 1934 - 974 sider |
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Side 394
... eyes : Thy sweets , thy graces , all are mine ; Thou art my star , shin'st in my skies ; Then dart not from thy borrowed sphere Lightning on him that fixt thee there . Tempt me with such affrights no more , Lest what I made , I uncreate ...
... eyes : Thy sweets , thy graces , all are mine ; Thou art my star , shin'st in my skies ; Then dart not from thy borrowed sphere Lightning on him that fixt thee there . Tempt me with such affrights no more , Lest what I made , I uncreate ...
Side 893
... eyes began to hear a noise , And turn'd my Ears about to see the voice , When from a cellar seven stories high , With loud low voice Melpomene did cry , What sober madness hath possest your brains , And men of no place ? shall your ...
... eyes began to hear a noise , And turn'd my Ears about to see the voice , When from a cellar seven stories high , With loud low voice Melpomene did cry , What sober madness hath possest your brains , And men of no place ? shall your ...
Side 961
... eyes Do not fear to put thy feet Donne , the delight of Phoebus , and each Muse Dorinda's sparkling wit , and eyes Down with the Rosemary and Bayes Downe in the depth of mine iniquity Draw near you lovers that complain Drink to me ...
... eyes Do not fear to put thy feet Donne , the delight of Phoebus , and each Muse Dorinda's sparkling wit , and eyes Down with the Rosemary and Bayes Downe in the depth of mine iniquity Draw near you lovers that complain Drink to me ...
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