Spencer to CrabbeOxford University Press, 1990 - English poetry |
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... unto your enemy : Divorce me , untie , or break that knot again , Take me to you , imprison me , for I Except you enthral me , never shall be free , Nor ever chaste , except you ravish me . A Hymn to Christ , at the Author's Last Going ...
... unto your enemy : Divorce me , untie , or break that knot again , Take me to you , imprison me , for I Except you enthral me , never shall be free , Nor ever chaste , except you ravish me . A Hymn to Christ , at the Author's Last Going ...
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... unto me , thou both dost sunder Those glories which , if they united were , Might have amazed sense , and shew'st each hair , Which if alone had been too great a wonder . And now spread in their goodly length , she appears No creature ...
... unto me , thou both dost sunder Those glories which , if they united were , Might have amazed sense , and shew'st each hair , Which if alone had been too great a wonder . And now spread in their goodly length , she appears No creature ...
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... unto the church Where Alan should keep his wedding . XVI ' What hast thou here ? ' the Bishop then said , ' I prithee now tell unto me ' : ' I am a bold harper , ' quoth Robin Hood , ' And the best in the north countrey . ' XVII ' O ...
... unto the church Where Alan should keep his wedding . XVI ' What hast thou here ? ' the Bishop then said , ' I prithee now tell unto me ' : ' I am a bold harper , ' quoth Robin Hood , ' And the best in the north countrey . ' XVII ' O ...
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SIR WALTER RALEIGH 15521618 | 33 |
FULKE GREVILLE LORD BROOKE 15541628 | 49 |
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