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Page 182
And yet poor Edwin was no vulgar boy ; Deep thought oft seemed to fix his infant eye , Dainties he heeded not , nor gaud , nor toy , Save one short pipe of rudest minstrelsy . Silent when glad ; affectionate , though ...
And yet poor Edwin was no vulgar boy ; Deep thought oft seemed to fix his infant eye , Dainties he heeded not , nor gaud , nor toy , Save one short pipe of rudest minstrelsy . Silent when glad ; affectionate , though ...
Page 321
The very deep did rot : O Christ ! That ever this should be ! Yea , slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea . About , about , in reel and rout The death - fires danced at night ; The water , like a witch's oils , Burnt green ...
The very deep did rot : O Christ ! That ever this should be ! Yea , slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea . About , about , in reel and rout The death - fires danced at night ; The water , like a witch's oils , Burnt green ...
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Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell Your manly hearts shall glow , As ye sweep through the deep , While the stormy winds do blow ; While the battle rages loud and long And the stormy winds do blow . Britannia needs no bulwarks ...
Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell Your manly hearts shall glow , As ye sweep through the deep , While the stormy winds do blow ; While the battle rages loud and long And the stormy winds do blow . Britannia needs no bulwarks ...
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CHARLES SACKVILLE EARL OF DORSET 16381706 | 1 |
ANNE COUNTESS OF WINCHILSEA ?16601720 | 10 |
WILLIAM CONGREVE 16701729 | 19 |
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