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Have I no harvest but a thorn To let me blood , and not restore What I have lost with cordial fruit ? Sure there was wine Before my sighs did dry it : there was corn Before my tears did drown it . Is the year only lost to me ?
Have I no harvest but a thorn To let me blood , and not restore What I have lost with cordial fruit ? Sure there was wine Before my sighs did dry it : there was corn Before my tears did drown it . Is the year only lost to me ?
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The conscience , friend , to have lost them overplied In liberty's defense , my noble task , Of which all Europe talks from side to side . This thought might lead me through the world's vain masque , Content though blind , had I no ...
The conscience , friend , to have lost them overplied In liberty's defense , my noble task , Of which all Europe talks from side to side . This thought might lead me through the world's vain masque , Content though blind , had I no ...
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Direct my course ; Directed , no mean recompense it brings To your behoof , if I that region lost , All usurpation thence expelled , reduce To her original darkness and your sway ( Which is my present journey ) , and once more Erect the ...
Direct my course ; Directed , no mean recompense it brings To your behoof , if I that region lost , All usurpation thence expelled , reduce To her original darkness and your sway ( Which is my present journey ) , and once more Erect the ...
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SIR WALTER RALEIGH 15521618 | 33 |
FULKE GREVILLE LORD BROOKE 15541628 | 49 |
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