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... heaven , and craved favour of Him to whom all my studies are duly referred : without whom , I can neither profit nor labour . After this , out of no over great variety , I call forth those which may best fit my occasions , wherein I am ...
... heaven , and craved favour of Him to whom all my studies are duly referred : without whom , I can neither profit nor labour . After this , out of no over great variety , I call forth those which may best fit my occasions , wherein I am ...
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... heaven remission for what ' s past ; Cares of the world by me are laid aside , My present poverty's a blessing to me ; And though I have been long , I dare not say I ever lived till now . SCENE III . The extravagance and pride of " The ...
... heaven remission for what ' s past ; Cares of the world by me are laid aside , My present poverty's a blessing to me ; And though I have been long , I dare not say I ever lived till now . SCENE III . The extravagance and pride of " The ...
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... Heaven's abstract , or epitome ! -rubies , sapphires , And ropes of orient pearl , these seen , I could not But look on with contempt . And yet I found , What weak credulity could have no faith in , A treasure far exceeding these : here ...
... Heaven's abstract , or epitome ! -rubies , sapphires , And ropes of orient pearl , these seen , I could not But look on with contempt . And yet I found , What weak credulity could have no faith in , A treasure far exceeding these : here ...
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... Heaven save you honour ! this idolatry Paid to a painted room . And when you lay In childbed , at the christening of this minx , I well remember it , as you had been An absolute princess , since they have no more , Three several ...
... Heaven save you honour ! this idolatry Paid to a painted room . And when you lay In childbed , at the christening of this minx , I well remember it , as you had been An absolute princess , since they have no more , Three several ...
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... Heavens ! when I think of it now ! -We two almost without weapons , against twelve or fifteen who had so many ! and my companion dead with sleep and fatigue ! To call him , or make a noise , I dared not ; to escape alone was impossible ...
... Heavens ! when I think of it now ! -We two almost without weapons , against twelve or fifteen who had so many ! and my companion dead with sleep and fatigue ! To call him , or make a noise , I dared not ; to escape alone was impossible ...
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Страница 244 - Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died.
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Страница 394 - Sweet air blow soft, mount larks aloft To give my Love good-morrow ! Wings from the wind to please her mind Notes from the lark I'll borrow ; Bird, prune thy wing, nightingale sing, To give my Love good-morrow ; To give my Love good-morrow Notes from them both I'll borrow.
Страница 240 - SPAKE full well, in language quaint and olden, One who dwelleth. by the castled Rhine, When he called the flowers, so blue and golden, Stars, that in earth's firmament do shine. Stars they are, wherein we read our history, As astrologers and seers of eld ; Yet not wrapped about with awful mystery, Like the burning stars, which they beheld.
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Страница 46 - If any man among you seem to be religious, and bridleth not his tongue, but deceiveth his own heart, this man's religion is vain.
Страница 61 - O Lady! we receive but what we give And in our life alone does Nature live: Ours is her wedding garment, ours her shroud! And would we aught behold of higher worth, Than that inanimate cold world allowed To the poor loveless ever-anxious crowd, Ah! from the soul itself must issue forth A light, a glory, a fair luminous cloud Enveloping the Earth And from the soul itself must there be sent A sweet and potent voice, of its own birth, Of all sweet sounds the life and element!