Spencer to CrabbeOxford University Press, 1990 - English poetry |
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Page 119
... fear me , Swounding destruction , or some joy too fine , Too subtle - potent , tun'd too sharp in sweetness For the capacity of my ruder powers : I fear it much ; and I do fear besides That I shall lose distinction in my joys ; As doth ...
... fear me , Swounding destruction , or some joy too fine , Too subtle - potent , tun'd too sharp in sweetness For the capacity of my ruder powers : I fear it much ; and I do fear besides That I shall lose distinction in my joys ; As doth ...
Page 150
... Fear no more the lightning - flash , Arv . Nor the all - dreaded thunder - stone ; Gui . Fear not slander , censure rash ; Arv . Thou hast finish'd joy and moan : Both . All lovers young , all lovers must Consign to thee , and come to ...
... Fear no more the lightning - flash , Arv . Nor the all - dreaded thunder - stone ; Gui . Fear not slander , censure rash ; Arv . Thou hast finish'd joy and moan : Both . All lovers young , all lovers must Consign to thee , and come to ...
Page 395
... fear a deadly storm ! ' I saw the new moon , late yestreen , Wi ' the auld moon in her arm ; And if we gang to sea , master , I fear we'll come to harm ! ' They hadna sail'd a league , a league , A league but barely three , When the ...
... fear a deadly storm ! ' I saw the new moon , late yestreen , Wi ' the auld moon in her arm ; And if we gang to sea , master , I fear we'll come to harm ! ' They hadna sail'd a league , a league , A league but barely three , When the ...
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