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... give the world the lie . Say to the court , it glows And shines like rotten wood ; Say to the church , it shows What's good , and doth no good : If church and court reply , Then give them both the lie . Tell potentates , they live ...
... give the world the lie . Say to the court , it glows And shines like rotten wood ; Say to the church , it shows What's good , and doth no good : If church and court reply , Then give them both the lie . Tell potentates , they live ...
Page 80
... Give potentates the lie . Tell men of high condition , That manage the estate , Their purpose is ambition , Their practice only hate : And if they once reply , Then give them all the lie . Tell them that brave it most , They beg for ...
... Give potentates the lie . Tell men of high condition , That manage the estate , Their purpose is ambition , Their practice only hate : And if they once reply , Then give them all the lie . Tell them that brave it most , They beg for ...
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... Give arts and schools the lie . Tell faith it's fled the city ; Tell how the country erreth ; Tell manhood shakes off pity And virtue least preferreth : And if they do reply , Spare not to give the lie . So when thou hast , as I ...
... Give arts and schools the lie . Tell faith it's fled the city ; Tell how the country erreth ; Tell manhood shakes off pity And virtue least preferreth : And if they do reply , Spare not to give the lie . So when thou hast , as I ...
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JOHN SKELTON | 51 |
WILLIAM DUNBAR | 57 |
In hope to stonden 53 in his lady grace | 59 |
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