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Pagina 164
... beauty and thy straying youth , Who lead thee in their riot even there Where thou art forc'd to break a twofold truth ; — Hers , by thy beauty tempting her to thee , Thine , by thy beauty being false to me . XLII THAT thou hast her , it ...
... beauty and thy straying youth , Who lead thee in their riot even there Where thou art forc'd to break a twofold truth ; — Hers , by thy beauty tempting her to thee , Thine , by thy beauty being false to me . XLII THAT thou hast her , it ...
Pagina 176
... beauty still . Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers ' pride , Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd In process of the seasons have I seen , Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd , Since first I ...
... beauty still . Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers ' pride , Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd In process of the seasons have I seen , Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd , Since first I ...
Pagina 180
... beauty's name ; But now is black beauty's successive heir , And beauty slander'd with a bastard's shame : For since each hand hath put on Nature's power , Fairing the foul with Art's false borrow'd face , Sweet beauty hath no name , no ...
... beauty's name ; But now is black beauty's successive heir , And beauty slander'd with a bastard's shame : For since each hand hath put on Nature's power , Fairing the foul with Art's false borrow'd face , Sweet beauty hath no name , no ...
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SIR WALTER RALEIGH 15521618 | 33 |
FULKE GREVILLE LORD BROOKE 15541628 | 49 |
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arms art thou beauty behold blessed blood breast breath bright Cæsar charms Coriolanus crown dark dead dear death deep delight dost doth dreadful earth eyes face fair fame fate fear fire flames flowers fools gentle give glory gold grace grave Greensleeves grief hand hast hath head hear heart heaven Hecuba hell honour king kiss Lady light limbeck lips live look lord loue love's Lycidas lyre mind Muse Nature ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er pain peace pity pleasure poison'd praise pride rage rest round Saint CRISPIN's day Satan scape scorn shade sigh sight sing Sir Patrick Spens sleep smile soft song sorrow soul speak spirit stood sweet Sycorax tears tell thee thine things thou art thou hast thought Twas unto weep wind wings wyllowe youth