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But now I finde it too - too true ( my sonne ) , When my age - withered spring is
almost done . Behold my gray head , full of silver haires , My wrinckled skin ,
deepe furrowes in my face , Cares bring old age , old age increaseth cares ; My
time is ...
But now I finde it too - too true ( my sonne ) , When my age - withered spring is
almost done . Behold my gray head , full of silver haires , My wrinckled skin ,
deepe furrowes in my face , Cares bring old age , old age increaseth cares ; My
time is ...
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... a golden shaft I finde . Cruell , unkinde , and wilt thou leave me so ? Can no
remorce nor pittie move thy minde ? Is mércie in the heavens so hard to finde ?
Oh , then it is no mervaile that on earth Of kinde remorce there is so great a
dearth .
... a golden shaft I finde . Cruell , unkinde , and wilt thou leave me so ? Can no
remorce nor pittie move thy minde ? Is mércie in the heavens so hard to finde ?
Oh , then it is no mervaile that on earth Of kinde remorce there is so great a
dearth .
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The fourth and fifth stanzas are the most poetic :“ If all the worlde were sought full
farre , Who coulde finde such a wyght ? Her beutye twinkleth like a starre , Within
the frostye night . Her couler comes and goes , With such a goodly grace , More ...
The fourth and fifth stanzas are the most poetic :“ If all the worlde were sought full
farre , Who coulde finde such a wyght ? Her beutye twinkleth like a starre , Within
the frostye night . Her couler comes and goes , With such a goodly grace , More ...
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