PoetryVicesimus Knox S. Walker, 1825 - Literature |
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... youth nor age , But as it were an after dinner's sleep , Dreaming on both ; for all thy blessed youth Becomes as aged , and doth beg the alms Of palsied eld ; and when thou art old and rich , [ beauty , Thou hast neither heat ...
... youth nor age , But as it were an after dinner's sleep , Dreaming on both ; for all thy blessed youth Becomes as aged , and doth beg the alms Of palsied eld ; and when thou art old and rich , [ beauty , Thou hast neither heat ...
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... youth at home , While other men , of slender reputation , Put forth their sons to seek preferment out : Some to the wars , to try their fortune there ; Some , to discover islands far away : Some , to the studious universities . For any ...
... youth at home , While other men , of slender reputation , Put forth their sons to seek preferment out : Some to the wars , to try their fortune there ; Some , to discover islands far away : Some , to the studious universities . For any ...
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... youth was he . But he is dead , and laid in his grave , Alas ! and woe is me ! " " L ' Sigh no more , lady , sigh no more , Men were deceivers ever ; One foot on sea , and one on land , To one thing constant never . " Hadst thou been ...
... youth was he . But he is dead , and laid in his grave , Alas ! and woe is me ! " " L ' Sigh no more , lady , sigh no more , Men were deceivers ever ; One foot on sea , and one on land , To one thing constant never . " Hadst thou been ...
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