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Page 83
Weep no more , woful shepherds , weep no more , For Lycidas , your sorrow , is
not dead , Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor ; So sinks the day - star in
the ocean bed , And yet anon repairs his drooping head , And tricks his beams ...
Weep no more , woful shepherds , weep no more , For Lycidas , your sorrow , is
not dead , Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor ; So sinks the day - star in
the ocean bed , And yet anon repairs his drooping head , And tricks his beams ...
Page 342
I cannot smile again ; Yet heaven avert that ever thou Shouldst weep , and haply
weep in vain . And dost thou ask , what secret wo I bear , corroding joy and youth
? And wilt thou vainly seek to know A pang , ev'n thou must fail to soothe ?
I cannot smile again ; Yet heaven avert that ever thou Shouldst weep , and haply
weep in vain . And dost thou ask , what secret wo I bear , corroding joy and youth
? And wilt thou vainly seek to know A pang , ev'n thou must fail to soothe ?
Page 363
And if Robin should be cast Sudden from his turfed grave , And if Marian should
have Once again her forest days , She would weep , and he would craze : He
would swear , for all his oaks , Fallen beneath his dockyard strokes , Have rotted
on ...
And if Robin should be cast Sudden from his turfed grave , And if Marian should
have Once again her forest days , She would weep , and he would craze : He
would swear , for all his oaks , Fallen beneath his dockyard strokes , Have rotted
on ...
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