Specimens of the Lyrical, Descriptive, and Narrative Poets of Great Britain, from Chaucer to the Present Day:: With a Preliminary Sketch of the History of Early English Poetry, and Biographical and Critical Notices,Oliver & Boyd, 1828 - 560 sider |
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... sleep , and so beguile thy mind . Next , lullaby my gazing eyes , Which wonted were to glance apace ; For ev'ry glass may now suffice , To shew the furrows in my face . With lullaby then wink awhile ; With lullaby your looks beguile ...
... sleep , and so beguile thy mind . Next , lullaby my gazing eyes , Which wonted were to glance apace ; For ev'ry glass may now suffice , To shew the furrows in my face . With lullaby then wink awhile ; With lullaby your looks beguile ...
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... sleep . Take me , & c . Better place no wit can find , Cupid's yoke to loose , or bind : These sweet flow'rs on fine bed too , Us in their best language woo . Take me , & c . SONNET . BECAUSE I breathe not love to every one , Nor do not ...
... sleep . Take me , & c . Better place no wit can find , Cupid's yoke to loose , or bind : These sweet flow'rs on fine bed too , Us in their best language woo . Take me , & c . SONNET . BECAUSE I breathe not love to every one , Nor do not ...
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... sleep , O sleep , the certain knot of peace , The baiting - place of wit , the balm of woe ; The poor man's wealth , the prisoner's release , Th ' indifferent judge between the high and low . With shield of proof shield me from out the ...
... sleep , O sleep , the certain knot of peace , The baiting - place of wit , the balm of woe ; The poor man's wealth , the prisoner's release , Th ' indifferent judge between the high and low . With shield of proof shield me from out the ...
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... sleep , then pierceth he With pretty slight ; And makes his pillow of my knee The live - long night . Strike I my lute , he tunes the string , He music plays if I but sing ; He lends me every lovely thing , Yet cruel he my heart doth ...
... sleep , then pierceth he With pretty slight ; And makes his pillow of my knee The live - long night . Strike I my lute , he tunes the string , He music plays if I but sing ; He lends me every lovely thing , Yet cruel he my heart doth ...
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... though it be a waking dream , Cho . Yet let it like an odour rise To all the senses here , And fall like sleep upon their eyes , Or music in their ear . SONG FROM THE MASQUE OF BEAUTY . So Beauty on 166 JONSON . Song of Night.
... though it be a waking dream , Cho . Yet let it like an odour rise To all the senses here , And fall like sleep upon their eyes , Or music in their ear . SONG FROM THE MASQUE OF BEAUTY . So Beauty on 166 JONSON . Song of Night.
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