Spencer to CrabbeOxford University Press, 1990 - English poetry |
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... Death , that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath , Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks , And death's pale flag is not advanced there . Tybalt ...
... Death , that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath , Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks , And death's pale flag is not advanced there . Tybalt ...
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... death on else immortal us , If lecherous goats , if serpents envious Cannot be damn'd ; alas ! why should I be ? Why ... DEATH be not proud , though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful , for , thou art not so , For , those , whom ...
... death on else immortal us , If lecherous goats , if serpents envious Cannot be damn'd ; alas ! why should I be ? Why ... DEATH be not proud , though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful , for , thou art not so , For , those , whom ...
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... Death of Mr. William Harvey It was a dismal and a fearful night : Scarce could the Morn drive on th ' unwilling light , When sleep , death's image , left my troubled breast By something liker death possessed . My eyes with tears did ...
... Death of Mr. William Harvey It was a dismal and a fearful night : Scarce could the Morn drive on th ' unwilling light , When sleep , death's image , left my troubled breast By something liker death possessed . My eyes with tears did ...
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SIR WALTER RALEIGH 15521618 | 33 |
FULKE GREVILLE LORD BROOKE 15541628 | 49 |
GEORGE CHAPMAN 15601634 | 54 |
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