A Book of English Poetry1950 |
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Page 23
... past , My lute , be still , for I have done . As to be heard where ear is none , As lead to grave in marble stone , My song may pierce her heart as soon . Should we then sigh , or sing , or moan ? No , no , my lute , for I have done ...
... past , My lute , be still , for I have done . As to be heard where ear is none , As lead to grave in marble stone , My song may pierce her heart as soon . Should we then sigh , or sing , or moan ? No , no , my lute , for I have done ...
Page 69
... past ; which are devour'd As fast as they are made , forgot as soon As done : perseverance , dear my Lord , Keeps honour bright : to have done , is to hang Quite of fashion , like a rusty mail In monumental mockery . Take the instant ...
... past ; which are devour'd As fast as they are made , forgot as soon As done : perseverance , dear my Lord , Keeps honour bright : to have done , is to hang Quite of fashion , like a rusty mail In monumental mockery . Take the instant ...
Page 385
... Past gone , seize to - day ! ' Fool ! All that is , at all , Lasts ever , past recall ; Earth changes , but thy soul and God stand sure : What entered into thee , That was , is , and shall be : Time's wheel runs back or stops : Potter ...
... Past gone , seize to - day ! ' Fool ! All that is , at all , Lasts ever , past recall ; Earth changes , but thy soul and God stand sure : What entered into thee , That was , is , and shall be : Time's wheel runs back or stops : Potter ...
Contents
i The Knight ii The Squire | 15 |
SIR THOMAS WYATT | 21 |
NICHOLAS BRETON | 27 |
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