The Oxford Book of Seventeenth Century VerseSir Herbert John Clifford Grierson, Geoffrey Bullough Clarendon Press, 1934 - 974 sider |
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Side 351
... move me , Nor can my heart return thee love , untill thou love me . The still Commandresse of the silent night ... move , but as they move in thee . Emblemes , Book 5 , iv , 1635 ( text , 1643 ) sp'rite : 1635. 1643 spirit . 1592-1669 ...
... move me , Nor can my heart return thee love , untill thou love me . The still Commandresse of the silent night ... move , but as they move in thee . Emblemes , Book 5 , iv , 1635 ( text , 1643 ) sp'rite : 1635. 1643 spirit . 1592-1669 ...
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... move . Let not thy wit beweepe Wounds but sense - deepe , For when we misse By distance our lip - joying blisse , Even then our soules shall kisse , Fooles have no meanes to meet , But by their feet . Why should our clay , Over our ...
... move . Let not thy wit beweepe Wounds but sense - deepe , For when we misse By distance our lip - joying blisse , Even then our soules shall kisse , Fooles have no meanes to meet , But by their feet . Why should our clay , Over our ...
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... move Thy mind , once fixed on the Muses Love ? Damon . When I contented liv'd by Cam's fair streams , Without desire to see the prouder Thames , I had no flock to care for , but could sit Under a willow covert , and repeat Those deep ...
... move Thy mind , once fixed on the Muses Love ? Damon . When I contented liv'd by Cam's fair streams , Without desire to see the prouder Thames , I had no flock to care for , but could sit Under a willow covert , and repeat Those deep ...
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The Oxford Book of Seventeenth Century Verse Sir Herbert John Clifford Grierson,Geoffrey Bullough Ingen forhåndsvisning - 1934 |
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