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" Ah, were she pitiful as she is fair, Or but as mild as she is seeming so, Then were my hopes greater than my despair, Then all the world were heaven, nothing woe. Ah, were her heart relenting as her hand, That seems to melt even with the mildest touch,... "
The Poetical Decameron, Or, Ten Conversations on English Poets and Poetry ... - Page 181
by John Payne Collier - 1820 - 674 pages
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A Book of Elizabethan Lyrics

English poetry - 1895 - 327 pages
...Pandosto, the Triumph of Time, before 1588 (?). AH, WERE SHE PITIFUL AS SHE IS FAIR. AH, were she pitiful as she is fair, Or but as mild as she is seeming so, Then were my hopes greater than my despair, Ah, were her heart relenting as her hand, 5 That seems to melt even with the mildest touch, Then knew...
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A Book of Elizabethan Lyrics

Felix Emmanuel Schelling - Emblem books - 1895 - 327 pages
...Pandosto, the Triumph of Time, before 1 588 (?). AH, WERE SHE PITIFUL AS SHE IS FAIR. AH, were she pitiful as she is fair, Or but as mild as she is seeming so, Then were my hopes greater than my despair, Ah, were her heart relenting as her hand, 5 That seems to melt even with the mildest touch, Then knew...
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Lyrical Verse from Elizabeth to Victoria: Selected and Edited with Notes and ...

Oswald Crawfurd - 1896 - 449 pages
...with his nails he'll dig them up again. XXVL FAWNIA. An, were she pitiful as she is fair, /. Webster. Or but as mild as she is seeming so, Then were my...hopes greater than my despair, Then all the world were heaven, nothing woe. Ah, were her heart relenting as her hand, That seems to melt even with the mildest...
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English Lyric Poetry, 1500-1700

Frederic Ives Carpenter - English poetry - 1897 - 276 pages
...smile upon my knee; When thou art old there 's grief enough for thee. FAWNIA. AH, were she pitiful as she is fair, •*"*• Or but as mild as she is...hopes greater than my despair, Then all the world were heaven, nothing woe. Ah, were her heart relenting as her hand, That seems to melt even with the mildest...
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English Sonnets

Arthur Quiller-Couch - Sonnets, English - 1897 - 223 pages
...after storms, winds, frosts, your life is won. mood •Robert ©reene (1560-1592) AH ! were she pitiful as she is fair, Or but as mild as she is seeming so,...hopes greater than my despair, Then all the world were heaven, nothing woe. Ah ! were her heart relenting as her hand, That seems to melt even with the mildest...
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English Lyric Poetry, 1500-1700

Frederic Ives Carpenter - English poetry - 1897 - 276 pages
...smile upon my knee; When thou art old there 's grief enough for thee. FAWNIA. AH, were she pitiful as she is fair, •^ Or but as mild as she is seeming...hopes greater than my despair, Then all the world were heaven, nothing woe. Ah, were her heart relenting as her hand, That seems to melt even with the mildest...
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MacMillan's Magazine, Volume 76

Sir George Grove, David Masson, John Morley, Mowbray Morris - 1897
...to which the movement of the verse leads up : Ah 1 were she pitiful as she is fair, Or but as mfld as she is seeming so, Then were my hopes greater than my despair, Then all the world were heaven, nothing woe. Ah ! when she sings, all music else be still, For none must. be compared to her...
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Macmillan's Magazine, Volume 76

1897
...movement of the verse leads up : Ah ! were she pitiful as she is fair, Or but as mild as she is Homing so, Then were my hopes greater than my despair, Then all the world were heaven, nothing woe. Ah I when she sings, all music else be still, For none must be compared to her...
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English Lyric Poetry, 1500-1700

Frederic Ives Carpenter - English poetry - 1897 - 276 pages
...mild as she is seeming so, Then were my hopes greater than my despair, Then all the world were heaven, nothing woe. Ah, were her heart relenting as her hand, That seems to melt even with the mildest touch, Then knew I where to seat me in a land, Under wide heavens, but yet I...
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English Madrigals in the Time of Shakespeare

Frederick Arthur Cox - Ballads, English - 1899 - 279 pages
...with remorse doth smart. Robert MARTIN PEERSON : Greene. Private Music. (1620.) AH ! were she pitiful as she is fair, Or but as mild as she is seeming so,...hopes greater than my despair, Then all the world were heaven, nothing woe. Ah ! were her heart relenting as her hand, That seems to melt even with the mildest...
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