Spencer to CrabbeOxford University Press, 1990 - English poetry |
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... Things unto things , might us combine ? Our ages so in date agree That twins do differ more than we . There are two births ; the one when light First strikes the new awaken'd sense ; The other when two souls unite , And we must count ...
... Things unto things , might us combine ? Our ages so in date agree That twins do differ more than we . There are two births ; the one when light First strikes the new awaken'd sense ; The other when two souls unite , And we must count ...
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... things to obtrude , And force some odd similitude . What is it then , which like the power divine We only can by negatives define ? In a true piece of wit all things must be , Yet all things there agree . As in the ark , join'd without ...
... things to obtrude , And force some odd similitude . What is it then , which like the power divine We only can by negatives define ? In a true piece of wit all things must be , Yet all things there agree . As in the ark , join'd without ...
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... things thus - Is it of force ? Is there necessity I must be miserable ? Is it of moment to the peace of Heaven That I should be afflicted thus ? —If not , Why is it thus contrived ? Why are things laid By some unseen hand , so , as of ...
... things thus - Is it of force ? Is there necessity I must be miserable ? Is it of moment to the peace of Heaven That I should be afflicted thus ? —If not , Why is it thus contrived ? Why are things laid By some unseen hand , so , as of ...
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SIR WALTER RALEIGH 15521618 | 33 |
FULKE GREVILLE LORD BROOKE 15541628 | 49 |
GEORGE CHAPMAN 15601634 | 54 |
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