A Household Book of English Poetry |
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O flatterer false ! thou traitor born , What mischief more might thou devise Than thy dear friend to have in scorn , And him to wound in sundry wise ; Which ...
O flatterer false ! thou traitor born , What mischief more might thou devise Than thy dear friend to have in scorn , And him to wound in sundry wise ; Which ...
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5 Rudely thou wrongest my dear heart's desire , In finding fault with her too portly pride : The thing which I do most in her admire , Is of the world ...
5 Rudely thou wrongest my dear heart's desire , In finding fault with her too portly pride : The thing which I do most in her admire , Is of the world ...
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... in their cradles growing , Marigolds on death - beds blowing , Lark - heels trim ; IO All , dear Nature's children sweet , Lie ' fore 26 A Household Book.
... in their cradles growing , Marigolds on death - beds blowing , Lark - heels trim ; IO All , dear Nature's children sweet , Lie ' fore 26 A Household Book.
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All , dear Nature's children sweet , Lie ' fore bride and bridegroom's feet , Blessing their sense ! Not an angel of the air , Bird melodious , or bird fair ...
All , dear Nature's children sweet , Lie ' fore bride and bridegroom's feet , Blessing their sense ! Not an angel of the air , Bird melodious , or bird fair ...
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... I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought , And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste ; Then can I drown an eye , unused to flow , 5 For precious ...
... I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought , And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste ; Then can I drown an eye , unused to flow , 5 For precious ...
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