A Household Book of English PoetryMacmillan, 1868 - Всего страниц: 430 |
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... Dear Lord , receive my son , whose winning love To me was like a friendship , far above The course of nature , or his tender age ; Whose looks could all my bitter griefs assuage ; Let his pure soul , ordained seven years to be In that ...
... Dear Lord , receive my son , whose winning love To me was like a friendship , far above The course of nature , or his tender age ; Whose looks could all my bitter griefs assuage ; Let his pure soul , ordained seven years to be In that ...
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... dear Lord , with joy begin , And grant that we , for whom Thou diddest die , Being with thy dear blood clean washed from sin , 5 May live for ever in felicity : And that thy of English Poetry . 53.
... dear Lord , with joy begin , And grant that we , for whom Thou diddest die , Being with thy dear blood clean washed from sin , 5 May live for ever in felicity : And that thy of English Poetry . 53.
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... dear didst buy , With love may one another entertain . So let us love , dear Love , like as we ought ; Love is the lesson which the Lord us taught . Edmund Spenser . IO LXI THE HEAVENLY JERUSALEM . Jerusalem , my happy home , When shall ...
... dear didst buy , With love may one another entertain . So let us love , dear Love , like as we ought ; Love is the lesson which the Lord us taught . Edmund Spenser . IO LXI THE HEAVENLY JERUSALEM . Jerusalem , my happy home , When shall ...
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... With winter wrinkled . Even thyself dost yield Something to time , and to thy grave fall nigher ; But virtuous love is one sweet endless fire . William Habington . 5 ΙΟ LXXII THE SURRENDER . My once dear Love ! hapless 64 . A Household ...
... With winter wrinkled . Even thyself dost yield Something to time , and to thy grave fall nigher ; But virtuous love is one sweet endless fire . William Habington . 5 ΙΟ LXXII THE SURRENDER . My once dear Love ! hapless 64 . A Household ...
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LXXII THE SURRENDER . My once dear Love ! hapless that I no more Must call thee so -- the rich affection's store That fed our hopes , lies now exhaust and spent , Like sums of treasure unto bankrupts lent . We , that did nothing study ...
LXXII THE SURRENDER . My once dear Love ! hapless that I no more Must call thee so -- the rich affection's store That fed our hopes , lies now exhaust and spent , Like sums of treasure unto bankrupts lent . We , that did nothing study ...
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