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Page 54
Here too , ' tis sung , of old Diana stray'd , And Cynthus ' top forsook for Windsor shade ! Here was she seen o'er airy wastes to rove , Seek the clear spring , or haunt the pathless grove ; Here arm'd with silver bows , in early dawn ...
Here too , ' tis sung , of old Diana stray'd , And Cynthus ' top forsook for Windsor shade ! Here was she seen o'er airy wastes to rove , Seek the clear spring , or haunt the pathless grove ; Here arm'd with silver bows , in early dawn ...
Page 262
There , while they two were sitting in the shade , With others round them , earnest all and blithe , Would Michael exercise his heart with looks Of fond correction and reproof bestowed Upon the Child , if he disturbed the sheep By ...
There , while they two were sitting in the shade , With others round them , earnest all and blithe , Would Michael exercise his heart with looks Of fond correction and reproof bestowed Upon the Child , if he disturbed the sheep By ...
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... Nor let the beetle , nor the death - moth be Your mournful Psyche , nor the downy owl A partner in your sorrow's mysteries ; For shade to shade will come too drowsily , And drown the wakeful anguish of the soul .
... Nor let the beetle , nor the death - moth be Your mournful Psyche , nor the downy owl A partner in your sorrow's mysteries ; For shade to shade will come too drowsily , And drown the wakeful anguish of the soul .
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CHARLES SACKVILLE EARL OF DORSET 16381706 | 1 |
ANNE COUNTESS OF WINCHILSEA ?16601720 | 10 |
WILLIAM CONGREVE 16701729 | 19 |
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