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... tell the beawtie of my buildings fayre , Adornd with purest golde , and precious stone : To tell my riches , and endowments rare That by my foes are now all spent and gone : To tell my forces matchable to none , Were but lost labour ...
... tell the beawtie of my buildings fayre , Adornd with purest golde , and precious stone : To tell my riches , and endowments rare That by my foes are now all spent and gone : To tell my forces matchable to none , Were but lost labour ...
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... tell What a man she could love well : And that promise set on fire All that heard her , with desire . With the rest , I long expected , When the work would be effected : But we find that cold delay , And excuse spun every day , As ...
... tell What a man she could love well : And that promise set on fire All that heard her , with desire . With the rest , I long expected , When the work would be effected : But we find that cold delay , And excuse spun every day , As ...
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... Tell me not , Sweet , I am unkind , Tell me , O tell , what kind of thing is Wit , That thou art blam'd shall not be thy defect , That thou hast her , it is not all my grief , That time of year thou mayst in me behold 84 124 40 206 244 ...
... Tell me not , Sweet , I am unkind , Tell me , O tell , what kind of thing is Wit , That thou art blam'd shall not be thy defect , That thou hast her , it is not all my grief , That time of year thou mayst in me behold 84 124 40 206 244 ...
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EDMUND SPENSER 15521599 | 1 |
SIR WALTER RALEIGH 15521618 | 33 |
Chorus of Priests | 49 |
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