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Whom when the found , as she him left in plight , “ The fonnes of Day he
favoureth , I fee , To wagle his wofull cafe she would not stay , “ And by my ruines
thinkes to make them great : But to the easterne coast of heaven makes fpeedy "
To ...
Whom when the found , as she him left in plight , “ The fonnes of Day he
favoureth , I fee , To wagle his wofull cafe she would not stay , “ And by my ruines
thinkes to make them great : But to the easterne coast of heaven makes fpeedy "
To ...
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And that her sacred booke , with blood ywritt , But yet the cause and root of all his
ill , That none could reade except she did them teach , Inward corruption and
infected sin , She unto him disclosed every whitt , Not purg'd nor heald , behind ...
And that her sacred booke , with blood ywritt , But yet the cause and root of all his
ill , That none could reade except she did them teach , Inward corruption and
infected sin , She unto him disclosed every whitt , Not purg'd nor heald , behind ...
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Upon a day , It was an auncient worke if antique fame , “ As she the woodes with
bow and shaftes did And wondrous strong by nature and by skilful raunge . frame
. , * The hartlefle hynd and roebuck to dismay , « Dan Faunus chaunst to meet ...
Upon a day , It was an auncient worke if antique fame , “ As she the woodes with
bow and shaftes did And wondrous strong by nature and by skilful raunge . frame
. , * The hartlefle hynd and roebuck to dismay , « Dan Faunus chaunst to meet ...
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She staid : with that he craald out of his nett , Forth creeping on his caitive hands
and thies , Her yellow lockes , crisped ... backe were scattered , As fearefull fowle
, thac long in secret cave And whether art it were or heedlefse hap , For dread of
...
She staid : with that he craald out of his nett , Forth creeping on his caitive hands
and thies , Her yellow lockes , crisped ... backe were scattered , As fearefull fowle
, thac long in secret cave And whether art it were or heedlefse hap , For dread of
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Nor arborett with painted blossoms drest , And other whiles vaine toyes she
would devise And smelling sweete , but shere it might be fownd As her fantafticke
wit did most delight : To bud out faire , and throw her sweete smells al Sometimes
...
Nor arborett with painted blossoms drest , And other whiles vaine toyes she
would devise And smelling sweete , but shere it might be fownd As her fantafticke
wit did most delight : To bud out faire , and throw her sweete smells al Sometimes
...
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