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Pagina 71
... fair ship nigh at land , I waved my wings , I bent my beak , The ship sunk , and I heard a shriek ; There they lie , one , two , and three , I shall dine by the wild salt sea . Come , I will show ye a sweeter sight , A lonesome glen ...
... fair ship nigh at land , I waved my wings , I bent my beak , The ship sunk , and I heard a shriek ; There they lie , one , two , and three , I shall dine by the wild salt sea . Come , I will show ye a sweeter sight , A lonesome glen ...
Pagina 73
... fair . 37. THOMAS SACKVILLE , LORD BUCKHURST . ( Manual , p . 72. ) ALLEGORICAL PERSONAGES IN HELL . From the Induction to the Mirrour for Magistrates . And first within the porch and jaws of Hell Sat deep Remorse of Conscience , all ...
... fair . 37. THOMAS SACKVILLE , LORD BUCKHURST . ( Manual , p . 72. ) ALLEGORICAL PERSONAGES IN HELL . From the Induction to the Mirrour for Magistrates . And first within the porch and jaws of Hell Sat deep Remorse of Conscience , all ...
Pagina 79
... fair light I miss , And dead my life , that wants such lively bliss . 1 Dove . 2 Hover , or stay . 44. SIR PHILIP SYDNEY . 1554-1586 . ( Manual , p . 78. ) For Extracts from his Prose Works , see next Chapter . SONNET To Sleep . Come ...
... fair light I miss , And dead my life , that wants such lively bliss . 1 Dove . 2 Hover , or stay . 44. SIR PHILIP SYDNEY . 1554-1586 . ( Manual , p . 78. ) For Extracts from his Prose Works , see next Chapter . SONNET To Sleep . Come ...
Pagina 88
... fair , from better hap to worse . The sea of fortune doth not ever flow , She draws her favors to the lowest ebb : Her tides have equal times to come and go ; Her loom doth weave the fine and coarsest web : No joy so great but runneth ...
... fair , from better hap to worse . The sea of fortune doth not ever flow , She draws her favors to the lowest ebb : Her tides have equal times to come and go ; Her loom doth weave the fine and coarsest web : No joy so great but runneth ...
Pagina 99
... fair , we are too credulous of our own good parts and praises , too well persuaded of ourselves . We brag and vendicate our own works , and scorn all others in respect of us . . . . That which Tully writ to Atticus long since , is still ...
... fair , we are too credulous of our own good parts and praises , too well persuaded of ourselves . We brag and vendicate our own works , and scorn all others in respect of us . . . . That which Tully writ to Atticus long since , is still ...
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