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Page 39
Is't not enough , that to this lady mild Thou falsed hast thy faith with perjury , And
sold thyself to serve Duessa vile , With whom in all abuse thou hast thyself defiled
? “ Is not he just that all this doth behold SPENCER . 39.
Is't not enough , that to this lady mild Thou falsed hast thy faith with perjury , And
sold thyself to serve Duessa vile , With whom in all abuse thou hast thyself defiled
? “ Is not he just that all this doth behold SPENCER . 39.
Page 49
Thou'rt not thyself ; For thou exist'st on many a thousand grains That issue out of
dust : happy thou art not ; For what thou hast not , still thou striv'st to get ; And
what thou hast , forget'st ; thou art not certain ; For thy complexion shifts to strange
...
Thou'rt not thyself ; For thou exist'st on many a thousand grains That issue out of
dust : happy thou art not ; For what thou hast not , still thou striv'st to get ; And
what thou hast , forget'st ; thou art not certain ; For thy complexion shifts to strange
...
Page 386
Leaves have their time to fall , And flowers to wither at the North - wind's breath ,
And stars to set - but all , Thou hast all seasons for thine own , O Death ! We know
when moons shall wane , When summer - birds from far shall cross the sea ...
Leaves have their time to fall , And flowers to wither at the North - wind's breath ,
And stars to set - but all , Thou hast all seasons for thine own , O Death ! We know
when moons shall wane , When summer - birds from far shall cross the sea ...
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