Specimens of the early English poets [ed. by G. Ellis.]. To which is prefixed an historical sketch of the rise and progress of the English poetry and language. By G. Ellis, Volume 31801 |
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... thoughts on me then tyrannize , Fear and sorrow me surprise ; Whether I tarry still , or go , Methinks the time moves very slow . All my griefs to this are jolly , Nought so sad as melancholy . When to myself I act , and smile , With ...
... thoughts on me then tyrannize , Fear and sorrow me surprise ; Whether I tarry still , or go , Methinks the time moves very slow . All my griefs to this are jolly , Nought so sad as melancholy . When to myself I act , and smile , With ...
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... content , In Paradise my time is spent ! Such thought may still my fancy move , So may I ever be in love ! All my joys to this are folly , Nought so sweet as melancholy . When I recount love's many frights , My sighs and [ 8 ]
... content , In Paradise my time is spent ! Such thought may still my fancy move , So may I ever be in love ! All my joys to this are folly , Nought so sweet as melancholy . When I recount love's many frights , My sighs and [ 8 ]
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... thoughts and I Do domineer in privacy . No gem , no treasure like to this , ' Tis my delight , my crown , my bliss . All my joys to this are folly , Nought so sweet as melancholy . ' Tis my sole plague to be alone , I am a beast , a ...
... thoughts and I Do domineer in privacy . No gem , no treasure like to this , ' Tis my delight , my crown , my bliss . All my joys to this are folly , Nought so sweet as melancholy . ' Tis my sole plague to be alone , I am a beast , a ...
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... or die Led by her passions , so must I : For when of pleasure she doth sing , My thoughts enjoy a sudden spring ; But if she do of sorrow speak , Ev'n from my heart the strings do break , OF HIS MISTRESS'S FACE . AND would you see my [ 19 ]
... or die Led by her passions , so must I : For when of pleasure she doth sing , My thoughts enjoy a sudden spring ; But if she do of sorrow speak , Ev'n from my heart the strings do break , OF HIS MISTRESS'S FACE . AND would you see my [ 19 ]
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... thoughts my memory to wound , I call to mind thy looks , thy words , thy grace- Where thou didst haunt , yet I adore the ground ! And where thou stept - O sacred seems that place ! My solitary walks , my widow'd bed , My dreary sighs ...
... thoughts my memory to wound , I call to mind thy looks , thy words , thy grace- Where thou didst haunt , yet I adore the ground ! And where thou stept - O sacred seems that place ! My solitary walks , my widow'd bed , My dreary sighs ...
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