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... eyes ; Nay , now I think they've made his grave I ' the bed of strawberries . I'll seek him there ; I know ere this The cold , cold earth doth shake him ; But I will go or send a kiss By you , sir , to awake him . Pray , hurt him not ...
... eyes ; Nay , now I think they've made his grave I ' the bed of strawberries . I'll seek him there ; I know ere this The cold , cold earth doth shake him ; But I will go or send a kiss By you , sir , to awake him . Pray , hurt him not ...
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... eyes , With gazing fed ; and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies . Let us all ring fancy's knell : I'll begin it , -Ding , dong , bell , Ding , dong , bell . Shakespeare . Sweet Suffolk owl , so trimly dight With feathers like 7.
... eyes , With gazing fed ; and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies . Let us all ring fancy's knell : I'll begin it , -Ding , dong , bell , Ding , dong , bell . Shakespeare . Sweet Suffolk owl , so trimly dight With feathers like 7.
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... eyes View not your weeping , That now lies sleeping Softly , now softly lies Sleep is a reconciling , Sleeping . A rest that peace begets ; Doth not the sun rise smiling When fair at even he sets ? Rest you then , rest , sad eyes ! Melt 18.
... eyes View not your weeping , That now lies sleeping Softly , now softly lies Sleep is a reconciling , Sleeping . A rest that peace begets ; Doth not the sun rise smiling When fair at even he sets ? Rest you then , rest , sad eyes ! Melt 18.
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Arthur Symons. Rest you then , rest , sad eyes ! Melt not in weeping , While she lies sleeping , Softly , now softly lies Sleeping . 29 Anonymous . Dear , why should command you me to my rest , When now the night doth summon all to sleep ...
Arthur Symons. Rest you then , rest , sad eyes ! Melt not in weeping , While she lies sleeping , Softly , now softly lies Sleeping . 29 Anonymous . Dear , why should command you me to my rest , When now the night doth summon all to sleep ...
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... eyes I shun the irksome light . Such pleasure thus I have , Delighting in false gleams , If Death Sleep's brother be , And souls relieved of sense have so sweet dreams , That I would wish me thus to dream and die . 32 Drummond . Care ...
... eyes I shun the irksome light . Such pleasure thus I have , Delighting in false gleams , If Death Sleep's brother be , And souls relieved of sense have so sweet dreams , That I would wish me thus to dream and die . 32 Drummond . Care ...
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Page 164 - THRICE toss these oaken ashes in the air, Thrice sit thou mute in this enchanted chair ; And thrice three times tie up this true-love's knot, And murmur soft — ' She will, or she will not.' Go burn these poisonous weeds in yon blue fire, These screech-owl's feathers and this prickling briar ; This cypress gathered at a dead man's grave ; That all thy fears and cares an end may have. Then come, you fairies, dance with...