PoetryVicesimus Knox S. Walker, 1825 - Literature |
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... gold , art worst of gold : Other , less fine in carat , is more precious , Preserving life in med'cine potable : But thou most fine , most honor'd , most re- nown'd , [ liege , Hast eat thy bearer up . " Thus , my most royal Accusing it ...
... gold , art worst of gold : Other , less fine in carat , is more precious , Preserving life in med'cine potable : But thou most fine , most honor'd , most re- nown'd , [ liege , Hast eat thy bearer up . " Thus , my most royal Accusing it ...
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Vicesimus Knox. On Gold . What is here ? vens ! [ gods : ven , The gilded newt , and eyeless venom'd worm , With all the abhorred births below crisp hea- [ shine ; Gold ? yellow , glittering , precious gold ! No , I am no idle votarist ...
Vicesimus Knox. On Gold . What is here ? vens ! [ gods : ven , The gilded newt , and eyeless venom'd worm , With all the abhorred births below crisp hea- [ shine ; Gold ? yellow , glittering , precious gold ! No , I am no idle votarist ...
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... gold shines the yate : Of twenty - four fayre ladyes there , The fayrest is my mate . " Seest thou not yonder hall , Ellen ? Of red gold shines the towre : There are twenty - four fayre ladyes there , The fayrest is my paramoure . " " I ...
... gold shines the yate : Of twenty - four fayre ladyes there , The fayrest is my mate . " Seest thou not yonder hall , Ellen ? Of red gold shines the towre : There are twenty - four fayre ladyes there , The fayrest is my paramoure . " " I ...
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