Spencer to CrabbeOxford University Press, 1990 - English poetry |
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... grave ; thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face , pale primrose , nor The azur'd hare - bell , like thy veins , no , nor The leaf of eglantine , whom not to slander , Out - sweeten'd not thy breath : the ruddock would , With ...
... grave ; thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face , pale primrose , nor The azur'd hare - bell , like thy veins , no , nor The leaf of eglantine , whom not to slander , Out - sweeten'd not thy breath : the ruddock would , With ...
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... grave wherein my friend is laid ! ... Large was his soul : as large a soul as e'er Submitted to inform a body here ; High as the place ' twas shortly in heaven to have , But low and humble as his grave . So high that all the virtues ...
... grave wherein my friend is laid ! ... Large was his soul : as large a soul as e'er Submitted to inform a body here ; High as the place ' twas shortly in heaven to have , But low and humble as his grave . So high that all the virtues ...
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... Grave Peace the End of the Good Man SURE the last end Of the good man is peace ! How calm his exit ! Night - dews fall not more gently to the ground , Nor weary worn - out winds expire so soft . Behold him ! in the evening tide of life ...
... Grave Peace the End of the Good Man SURE the last end Of the good man is peace ! How calm his exit ! Night - dews fall not more gently to the ground , Nor weary worn - out winds expire so soft . Behold him ! in the evening tide of life ...
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SIR WALTER RALEIGH 15521618 | 33 |
FULKE GREVILLE LORD BROOKE 15541628 | 49 |
GEORGE CHAPMAN 15601634 | 54 |
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