Spencer to CrabbeOxford University Press, 1990 - English poetry |
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... thou then more than thou hadst before ? No love , my love , that thou mayst true love call ; All mine was thine before thou hadst this more Then , if for my love thou my love receivest , I cannot blame thee for my love thou usest ; But ...
... thou then more than thou hadst before ? No love , my love , that thou mayst true love call ; All mine was thine before thou hadst this more Then , if for my love thou my love receivest , I cannot blame thee for my love thou usest ; But ...
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... Thou art my Way ; I wander , if Thou fly : Thou art my Light ; If hid , how blind am I ? Thou art my Life ; If Thou withdraw , I die . Mine eyes are blind and dark ; I cannot see ; To whom , or whither should my darkness flee , But to ...
... Thou art my Way ; I wander , if Thou fly : Thou art my Light ; If hid , how blind am I ? Thou art my Life ; If Thou withdraw , I die . Mine eyes are blind and dark ; I cannot see ; To whom , or whither should my darkness flee , But to ...
Page 356
... thou sick man's health , Thou loser's victory , and thou beggar's wealth ! Thou manna , which from Heaven we eat , To every taste a several meat ! Thou strong retreat ! Thou sure entailed estate , Which naught has power to alienate ...
... thou sick man's health , Thou loser's victory , and thou beggar's wealth ! Thou manna , which from Heaven we eat , To every taste a several meat ! Thou strong retreat ! Thou sure entailed estate , Which naught has power to alienate ...
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FULKE GREVILLE LORD BROOKE 15541628 | 49 |
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