Chaucer to BurnsH. Frowde, Oxford University Press, 1913 |
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... voice I teare , And , but bewitch'd , who to his flocke would mone ? Her chery lips , milke hands , and golden haire I still doe see , though I be still alone.5 Lovers twain , the one incapable of surviving the other , could not have ...
... voice I teare , And , but bewitch'd , who to his flocke would mone ? Her chery lips , milke hands , and golden haire I still doe see , though I be still alone.5 Lovers twain , the one incapable of surviving the other , could not have ...
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... , Their notes unto the voice attempered sweet ; Th ' angelicall soft trembling voyces made To th ' instruments divine respondence meet ; The silver - sounding instruments did meet With the base 38 FIVE CENTURIES OF ENGLISH VERSE.
... , Their notes unto the voice attempered sweet ; Th ' angelicall soft trembling voyces made To th ' instruments divine respondence meet ; The silver - sounding instruments did meet With the base 38 FIVE CENTURIES OF ENGLISH VERSE.
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... voice ; a voice audible by any that chose to listen ; ready to serve each character whose turn it was to be heard . Here he is his individual self , singing , discoursing , to an audience in any case very few , if fit . Though no maker ...
... voice ; a voice audible by any that chose to listen ; ready to serve each character whose turn it was to be heard . Here he is his individual self , singing , discoursing , to an audience in any case very few , if fit . Though no maker ...
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... voice so sweet , the words so fair , As some soft chime had stroked the air , And though the sound were parted thence , Still left an echo in the sense . But that a mind so rapt , so high , So swift , so pure , should yet apply Itself ...
... voice so sweet , the words so fair , As some soft chime had stroked the air , And though the sound were parted thence , Still left an echo in the sense . But that a mind so rapt , so high , So swift , so pure , should yet apply Itself ...
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... voice and pen to earn his circle's applause . Never , during his singing season , condescending to print , which would have brought the public renown he despised . Scattering among love ditties insolently amorous , angelic hymns , not ...
... voice and pen to earn his circle's applause . Never , during his singing season , condescending to print , which would have brought the public renown he despised . Scattering among love ditties insolently amorous , angelic hymns , not ...
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