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... thy visage shine , And if that aught mischanced thou should'st not moan Nor
bear the burthen of thy griefs alone ; No , I would have my share in what were
thine : And whilst we thus should make our sorrows one , This happy harmony
would ...
... thy visage shine , And if that aught mischanced thou should'st not moan Nor
bear the burthen of thy griefs alone ; No , I would have my share in what were
thine : And whilst we thus should make our sorrows one , This happy harmony
would ...
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... I grieve at grievances foregone , And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er The sad
account of fore - bemoanéd moan , Which I new pay as if not paid before : -But if
the while I think on thee , dear friend , All losses are restored , and sorrows end .
... I grieve at grievances foregone , And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er The sad
account of fore - bemoanéd moan , Which I new pay as if not paid before : -But if
the while I think on thee , dear friend , All losses are restored , and sorrows end .
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Cease , dreams , the images of day - desires , To model forth the passions of the
morrow ; Never let rising Sun approve you liars To add more grief to aggravate
my sorrow : Still let me sleep , embracing clouds in vain , And never wake to feel
...
Cease , dreams , the images of day - desires , To model forth the passions of the
morrow ; Never let rising Sun approve you liars To add more grief to aggravate
my sorrow : Still let me sleep , embracing clouds in vain , And never wake to feel
...
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O Love ! has she done this to thee ? What shall , alas ! become of me ? J. LYLYE
. 52 . Pack , clouds , away , and welcome day , With night we banish sorrow ;
Sweet air blow soft , mount larks aloft To give my Love good - morrow ! Wings
from ...
O Love ! has she done this to thee ? What shall , alas ! become of me ? J. LYLYE
. 52 . Pack , clouds , away , and welcome day , With night we banish sorrow ;
Sweet air blow soft , mount larks aloft To give my Love good - morrow ! Wings
from ...
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Yet whilst with sorrow here we live opprest , What life is best ? Courts are but only
superficial schools To dandle fools : The rural parts are turn'd into a den Of
savage men : And where's a city from foul vice so free , But may be term'd the
worst ...
Yet whilst with sorrow here we live opprest , What life is best ? Courts are but only
superficial schools To dandle fools : The rural parts are turn'd into a den Of
savage men : And where's a city from foul vice so free , But may be term'd the
worst ...
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Пользовательский отзыв - PollyMoore3 - LibraryThingAn updated version including some more modern poems. Among many favourites, it includes Ben Jonson's “Hymn to Diana”, one of the most perfect lyrics in the English language (you can recite it to the moon, and I have been known to), and “It is not growing like a tree”. Читать весь отзыв
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Пользовательский отзыв - chibitika - LibraryThingEnglish poetry from the 1500's through the 1800's. Dedicated to Alfred Tennyson, Poet Laureate of Great Britain and Ireland from 1850-1892. It has end notes with lots of extra information, an index of ... Читать весь отзыв
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