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... Nature's family . 45 50 Yet must I not give Nature all ; thy art , 55 My gentle Shakespeare , must enjoy a part . For though the poet's matter Nature be , His art doth give the fashion ; and , that he Who casts to write a living line ...
... Nature's family . 45 50 Yet must I not give Nature all ; thy art , 55 My gentle Shakespeare , must enjoy a part . For though the poet's matter Nature be , His art doth give the fashion ; and , that he Who casts to write a living line ...
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... nature gave me at my birth , My shaping spirit of Imagination . For not to think of what I needs must feel , But to be still and patient , all I can ; And haply by abstruse research to steal From my own nature all the natural man— This ...
... nature gave me at my birth , My shaping spirit of Imagination . For not to think of what I needs must feel , But to be still and patient , all I can ; And haply by abstruse research to steal From my own nature all the natural man— This ...
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... Nature strong , like Nature cool ! Know , man hath all which Nature hath , but more , And in that more lie all his hopes of good . Nature is cruel , man is sick of blood ; Nature is stubborn , man would fain adore ; Nature is fickle ...
... Nature strong , like Nature cool ! Know , man hath all which Nature hath , but more , And in that more lie all his hopes of good . Nature is cruel , man is sick of blood ; Nature is stubborn , man would fain adore ; Nature is fickle ...
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JOHN SKELTON | 51 |
WILLIAM DUNBAR | 57 |
In hope to stonden 53 in his lady grace | 59 |
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