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Page 79
... give the world the lie . Say to the court , it glows And shines like rotten wood ; Say to the church , it shows What's good , and doth no good : If church and court reply , Then give them both the lie . Tell potentates , they live ...
... give the world the lie . Say to the court , it glows And shines like rotten wood ; Say to the church , it shows What's good , and doth no good : If church and court reply , Then give them both the lie . Tell potentates , they live ...
Page 80
... Give potentates the lie . Tell men of high condition , That manage the estate , Their purpose is ambition , Their practice only hate : And if they once reply , Then give them all the lie . Tell them that brave it most , They beg for ...
... Give potentates the lie . Tell men of high condition , That manage the estate , Their purpose is ambition , Their practice only hate : And if they once reply , Then give them all the lie . Tell them that brave it most , They beg for ...
Page 81
... Give arts and schools the lie . Tell faith it's fled the city ; Tell how the country erreth ; Tell manhood shakes off pity And virtue least preferreth : And if they do reply , Spare not to give the lie . So when thou hast , as I ...
... Give arts and schools the lie . Tell faith it's fled the city ; Tell how the country erreth ; Tell manhood shakes off pity And virtue least preferreth : And if they do reply , Spare not to give the lie . So when thou hast , as I ...
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beauty bird blood breath bright child cloud D. H. Lawrence dark dead dear death delight divine dost doth dream dust E. E. Cummings earth eternal eyes face fair fear fire flowers glory grace grave green Greensleeves hair hand hath hear heart heaven holy kiss leaves light live look Lord Lord Randal Lycidas mind moon morning mother mourn Muse ne'er never night o'er pain reprinted by permission rest rose round Samian wine shal shine shore silent sing Sir Patrick Spens sleep smile song Sonnet 66 soul spirit spring stars sweet tears Ted Hughes tell thanne thee thine things thou art thought Timor mortis conturbat tree unto voice W. H. Auden weep whan wild wind wings wonder ΙΟ