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But oh , how slowly minutes roll When absent from her eyes , That feed my love , which is my soul : It languishes and dies . For then no more a soul , but shade , It mournfully does move And haunts my breast , by absence made The living ...
But oh , how slowly minutes roll When absent from her eyes , That feed my love , which is my soul : It languishes and dies . For then no more a soul , but shade , It mournfully does move And haunts my breast , by absence made The living ...
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If for that fate such public tears be shed , That Victory seems to die now THOU art dead ; How shall a friend his nearer hope resign , That friend a brother , and whose soul was thine ? By what bold lines shall we his grief express ...
If for that fate such public tears be shed , That Victory seems to die now THOU art dead ; How shall a friend his nearer hope resign , That friend a brother , and whose soul was thine ? By what bold lines shall we his grief express ...
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but Life- The souls did from their bodies fly , – in - Death They fled to bliss or woe ! begins her work on the And every soul , it passed me by , ancient Like the whizz of my cross - bow ! ' Mariner . PART IV that a - The Wed- ' I fear ...
but Life- The souls did from their bodies fly , – in - Death They fled to bliss or woe ! begins her work on the And every soul , it passed me by , ancient Like the whizz of my cross - bow ! ' Mariner . PART IV that a - The Wed- ' I fear ...
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Contents
CHARLES SACKVILLE EARL OF DORSET 16381706 | 1 |
ANNE COUNTESS OF WINCHILSEA ?16601720 | 10 |
WILLIAM CONGREVE 16701729 | 19 |
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| Title | The Oxford Library of English Poetry: Sackville to Keats Volume 2 of The Oxford Library of English Poetry, John Wain |
| Editor | John Wain |
| Edition | reprint |
| Publisher | Oxford University Press, 1986 |
| Original from | the University of Michigan |
| Digitized | 3 Mar 2008 |
| ISBN | 0192122460, 9780192122469 |
| Length | 511 pages |
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