A Book of English Poetry1950 |
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Page 57
... tell this , Tell truly , Time , what in thy time hath been , That they may tell more worlds what Time hath seen , And Heaven may joy to think on past world's bliss . Here make a period , Time , and say , for me , She was the like that ...
... tell this , Tell truly , Time , what in thy time hath been , That they may tell more worlds what Time hath seen , And Heaven may joy to think on past world's bliss . Here make a period , Time , and say , for me , She was the like that ...
Page 104
... Tell her , that wastes her time and me , That now she knows , When I resemble her to thee , How sweet and fair she seems to be . Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied , That hadst thou sprung In deserts , where no men ...
... Tell her , that wastes her time and me , That now she knows , When I resemble her to thee , How sweet and fair she seems to be . Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied , That hadst thou sprung In deserts , where no men ...
Page 346
... tell , - ' And daub his Visage with the Smoke of Hell ; ' They talk of some strict Testing of us - Pish ! ' He's a Good Fellow , and ' twill all be well . ' Then said another with a long - drawn Sigh , ' My Clay with long oblivion is ...
... tell , - ' And daub his Visage with the Smoke of Hell ; ' They talk of some strict Testing of us - Pish ! ' He's a Good Fellow , and ' twill all be well . ' Then said another with a long - drawn Sigh , ' My Clay with long oblivion is ...
Contents
i The Knight ii The Squire | 15 |
SIR THOMAS WYATT | 21 |
NICHOLAS BRETON | 27 |
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