The Oxford Book of Seventeenth Century VerseSir Herbert John Clifford Grierson, Geoffrey Bullough Clarendon Press, 1934 - 974 sidor |
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... blood , my dry soule Shall ( though she now be in extreme degree Too stony hard , and yet too fleshly , ) bee 83 ... blood , hast mark'd the path ; Bright Torch , which shin'st , that I the way may see , Oh , with thy owne blood quench ...
... blood , my dry soule Shall ( though she now be in extreme degree Too stony hard , and yet too fleshly , ) bee 83 ... blood , hast mark'd the path ; Bright Torch , which shin'st , that I the way may see , Oh , with thy owne blood quench ...
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... Blood . The Lyrick Lark , with all beside Of Natures feathered quire : and all The Commonwealth of Flowers in ' ts pride Behold you shall . The Lilly ( Queen ) the ( Royal ) Rose , The Gilly - flower ( Prince of the blood ) The ...
... Blood . The Lyrick Lark , with all beside Of Natures feathered quire : and all The Commonwealth of Flowers in ' ts pride Behold you shall . The Lilly ( Queen ) the ( Royal ) Rose , The Gilly - flower ( Prince of the blood ) The ...
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... blood and sweat ; And see him take a private seat Making his mansion in the mild And milky soul of a soft child ... blood ; Yet though she cannot tell you why , She can LOVE , and she can DY . Scarce has she Blood enough to make A guilty ...
... blood and sweat ; And see him take a private seat Making his mansion in the mild And milky soul of a soft child ... blood ; Yet though she cannot tell you why , She can LOVE , and she can DY . Scarce has she Blood enough to make A guilty ...
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