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O Fancy frail , that feeds on earth , And stays on slippery joys ; O noble mind , 0 happy man , That can contemn such toys ! Such toys as neither perfect ...
O Fancy frail , that feeds on earth , And stays on slippery joys ; O noble mind , 0 happy man , That can contemn such toys ! Such toys as neither perfect ...
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She sat her by these muskèd eglantines , 5 The happy place the print seems yet to bear ; Her voice did sweeten here thy sugаred lines , To which winds ...
She sat her by these muskèd eglantines , 5 The happy place the print seems yet to bear ; Her voice did sweeten here thy sugаred lines , To which winds ...
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... ah ! my pleasant hours 5 And happy days with thee.come not again ; The sad memorials only of my pain Do with thee come , which turn my sweets to sours .
... ah ! my pleasant hours 5 And happy days with thee.come not again ; The sad memorials only of my pain Do with thee come , which turn my sweets to sours .
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5 Ιο And taking many a fort , Furnished in warlike sort , Marched towards Agincourt In happy hour ; Skirmishing day by day With those that stopped his way ...
5 Ιο And taking many a fort , Furnished in warlike sort , Marched towards Agincourt In happy hour ; Skirmishing day by day With those that stopped his way ...
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Jerusalem , my happy home , When shall I come to thee ? When shall my sorrows have an end , Thy joys when shall I see ? 5 O happy harbour of the saints !
Jerusalem , my happy home , When shall I come to thee ? When shall my sorrows have an end , Thy joys when shall I see ? 5 O happy harbour of the saints !
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