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... youth ' gainst time and age hath ever spurned , But spurned in vain ; youth waneth by increasing : Beauty , strength , youth , are flowers but fading seen ; Duty , faith , love , are roots , and ever green . His helmet now shall make a ...
... youth ' gainst time and age hath ever spurned , But spurned in vain ; youth waneth by increasing : Beauty , strength , youth , are flowers but fading seen ; Duty , faith , love , are roots , and ever green . His helmet now shall make a ...
Page 92
... youth is but a frost of cares ; My feast of joy is but a dish of pain ; My crop of corn is but a field of tares ; And all my good is but vain hope of gain : The day is past , and yet I saw no sun ; And now I live , and now my life is ...
... youth is but a frost of cares ; My feast of joy is but a dish of pain ; My crop of corn is but a field of tares ; And all my good is but vain hope of gain : The day is past , and yet I saw no sun ; And now I live , and now my life is ...
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... youth that art ; Yea , and that standest in thy youth An image of eternal Truth , With thy exuberant flesh so fair , That only Pheidias 2 might compare , Ere from his chaste marmoreal form Time had decayed the colors warm ; Like to his ...
... youth that art ; Yea , and that standest in thy youth An image of eternal Truth , With thy exuberant flesh so fair , That only Pheidias 2 might compare , Ere from his chaste marmoreal form Time had decayed the colors warm ; Like to his ...
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JOHN SKELTON | 51 |
WILLIAM DUNBAR | 57 |
In hope to stonden 53 in his lady grace | 59 |
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