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Стр. xi
... nearly all one's thoughts and leisure , have been obliged to renounce the carrying of this intention out , and only to print those which were ready .
... nearly all one's thoughts and leisure , have been obliged to renounce the carrying of this intention out , and only to print those which were ready .
Стр. 15
Thrall , or at large , alive whereso I dwell , Sick or in health , in evil fame or good , Hers will I be ; and only with this thought Content myself ...
Thrall , or at large , alive whereso I dwell , Sick or in health , in evil fame or good , Hers will I be ; and only with this thought Content myself ...
Стр. 29
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past , I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought , And with old woes new wail ...
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past , I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought , And with old woes new wail ...
Стр. 30
... A sweet with floods of gall that runs combined , A pleasure passing ere in thought made ours , A honour that more fickle is than wind , 5 A glory at ...
... A sweet with floods of gall that runs combined , A pleasure passing ere in thought made ours , A honour that more fickle is than wind , 5 A glory at ...
Стр. 33
We that suffer long annoy Are contented with a thought , Through an idle fancy wrought : Oh , let my joys have some abiding ! Beaumont and Flctcher .
We that suffer long annoy Are contented with a thought , Through an idle fancy wrought : Oh , let my joys have some abiding ! Beaumont and Flctcher .
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