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... tell the ravisher of my soul I perish for her love : But if she scorns my never - ceasing pain , Then burst with sighing in her sight and ne'er return again ! All that I sang still to her praise did tend ; Still she was first , still ...
... tell the ravisher of my soul I perish for her love : But if she scorns my never - ceasing pain , Then burst with sighing in her sight and ne'er return again ! All that I sang still to her praise did tend ; Still she was first , still ...
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... Tell me where is fancy bred , Or in the heart or in the head ? How begot , how nourished ? Reply , reply . It is engendered in the eyes , With gazing fed ; and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies . Let us all ring fancy's knell : I ...
... Tell me where is fancy bred , Or in the heart or in the head ? How begot , how nourished ? Reply , reply . It is engendered in the eyes , With gazing fed ; and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies . Let us all ring fancy's knell : I ...
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... Tell me , and the fault I'll expiate with sulphur , hair and salt ; And , with the crystal humour of the spring , Purge hence the guilt and kill this quarrelling . Wo't thou not smile or tell me what's amiss ? Have I been cold to hug ...
... Tell me , and the fault I'll expiate with sulphur , hair and salt ; And , with the crystal humour of the spring , Purge hence the guilt and kill this quarrelling . Wo't thou not smile or tell me what's amiss ? Have I been cold to hug ...
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... tell , Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew ; Nor did I wonder at the lily's white , Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose ; They were but sweet , but figures of delight , Drawn after you , you pattern of all those ...
... tell , Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew ; Nor did I wonder at the lily's white , Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose ; They were but sweet , but figures of delight , Drawn after you , you pattern of all those ...
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... tell , Some poems smoothly read . The summer hath his joys , And winter his delights ; Though love and all his pleasures are but toys , They shorten tedious nights . Campion . 57 The Passionate Shepherd to his Love Come live with me and ...
... tell , Some poems smoothly read . The summer hath his joys , And winter his delights ; Though love and all his pleasures are but toys , They shorten tedious nights . Campion . 57 The Passionate Shepherd to his Love Come live with me and ...
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