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Page 149
... Rose Press me not to take more pleasure In all this world of sugared lies , And to use a larger measure Than my ... rose , And therein my answer lies . What is fairer than a rose ? What is sweeter ? yet it purgeth . Purgings enmity ...
... Rose Press me not to take more pleasure In all this world of sugared lies , And to use a larger measure Than my ... rose , And therein my answer lies . What is fairer than a rose ? What is sweeter ? yet it purgeth . Purgings enmity ...
Page 314
... Rose pale , -his solemn agony had not Yet faded from him ; Sidney , as he fought And as he fell and as he lived and loved Sublimely mild , a Spirit without spot , Arose ; and Lucan , by his death approved : 400 Oblivion as they rose ...
... Rose pale , -his solemn agony had not Yet faded from him ; Sidney , as he fought And as he fell and as he lived and loved Sublimely mild , a Spirit without spot , Arose ; and Lucan , by his death approved : 400 Oblivion as they rose ...
Page 379
... rose was awake all night for your sake , Knowing your promise to me ; The lilies and roses were all awake , They sighed for the dawn and thee . Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls , Come hither , the dances are done , 50 In gloss ...
... rose was awake all night for your sake , Knowing your promise to me ; The lilies and roses were all awake , They sighed for the dawn and thee . Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls , Come hither , the dances are done , 50 In gloss ...
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JOHN SKELTON | 51 |
WILLIAM DUNBAR | 57 |
In hope to stonden 53 in his lady grace | 59 |
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