The New Golden Treasury of English VerseEdward Leeson |
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... TRUE LOVE hath my heart and I have his , By just exchange one for another given . I hold his dear , and mine he cannot miss ; There never was a better bargain driven . My true love hath my heart and I have his . His heart in me keeps ...
... TRUE LOVE hath my heart and I have his , By just exchange one for another given . I hold his dear , and mine he cannot miss ; There never was a better bargain driven . My true love hath my heart and I have his . His heart in me keeps ...
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... true , If true , here only - and of delicious taste . Betwixt them lawns , or level downs , and flocks Grazing the tender herb , were interposed , Or palmy hillock ; or the flowery lap Of some irriguous valley spread her store , Flowers ...
... true , If true , here only - and of delicious taste . Betwixt them lawns , or level downs , and flocks Grazing the tender herb , were interposed , Or palmy hillock ; or the flowery lap Of some irriguous valley spread her store , Flowers ...
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... true blue , For he was of that stubborn crew Of errant Saints , whom all men grant To be the true Church Militant : Such as do build their faith upon The holy text of pike and gun ; Decide all controversies by Infallible artillery ; And ...
... true blue , For he was of that stubborn crew Of errant Saints , whom all men grant To be the true Church Militant : Such as do build their faith upon The holy text of pike and gun ; Decide all controversies by Infallible artillery ; And ...
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Anonymous | 1 |
From Troilus and Criseyde | 10 |
John Skelton ?14601529 | 19 |
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Adlestrop beauty Beeny beneath bird blood breast breath bright clouds Colour-Sergeant dance Danny Deever dark dead dear death deep delight doth dream earth echo ring eternal ev'ry eyes face fair fall fear fire flame flowers forto grace Grantchester green GRONGAR HILL hand hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hill honour Hymen kings kiss land leaves light live look Lord lute Lycidas mind moon morning Muse ne'er never NICHOLAS BRETON night nymphs o'er peace pleasure pow'r praise pride rest rose round Samian wine shade shadow shine sigh sight sing Sir Patrick Spens sleep smile song soul sound spirit spring stars stood sweet tears tell thee thine things thought Timor mortis conturbat Tiresias trees twas unto voice vrom W. B. YEATS weep wild wind woods youth