Spencer to CrabbeOxford University Press, 1990 - English poetry |
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... hand too much , Which mannerly devotion shows in this ; For saints have hands that pilgrims ' hands do touch , And palm to palm is holy palmers ' kiss . Rom . Have not saints lips , and holy palmers too ? Jul . Ay , pilgrim , lips that ...
... hand too much , Which mannerly devotion shows in this ; For saints have hands that pilgrims ' hands do touch , And palm to palm is holy palmers ' kiss . Rom . Have not saints lips , and holy palmers too ? Jul . Ay , pilgrim , lips that ...
Page 134
... hands are here ! Ha ! they pluck out mine eyes . Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood Clean from my hand ? No , this my hand will rather The multitudinous seas incarnadine , Making the green one red . Macb . We have scotch'd ...
... hands are here ! Ha ! they pluck out mine eyes . Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood Clean from my hand ? No , this my hand will rather The multitudinous seas incarnadine , Making the green one red . Macb . We have scotch'd ...
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... hand in hand , The fair hair'd Martha and Teresa brown , Madge Bellenden the tallest of the land And smiling Mary soft and fair as down . Yonder I see the cheerful Duchess stand For friendship , zeal and blithsome humour known . Whence ...
... hand in hand , The fair hair'd Martha and Teresa brown , Madge Bellenden the tallest of the land And smiling Mary soft and fair as down . Yonder I see the cheerful Duchess stand For friendship , zeal and blithsome humour known . Whence ...
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SIR WALTER RALEIGH 15521618 | 33 |
FULKE GREVILLE LORD BROOKE 15541628 | 49 |
GEORGE CHAPMAN 15601634 | 54 |
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