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Pagina 74
... heart a sigh forthwith I fet , 3 Rewing , alas ! upon the woeful plight Of Misery , that next appear'd in sight . His face was lean and some - deal pin'd away , And eke his handes consumed to the bone , But what his body was I cannot ...
... heart a sigh forthwith I fet , 3 Rewing , alas ! upon the woeful plight Of Misery , that next appear'd in sight . His face was lean and some - deal pin'd away , And eke his handes consumed to the bone , But what his body was I cannot ...
Pagina 81
... heart of gall , Is Fancy's spring , but Sorrow's fall . Thy gown , thy shoes , thy beds of roses , Thy cap , thy kirtle , and thy posies , Are all soon wither'd , broke , forgotten , In Folly ripe , in Reason rotten . Thy belt of straw ...
... heart of gall , Is Fancy's spring , but Sorrow's fall . Thy gown , thy shoes , thy beds of roses , Thy cap , thy kirtle , and thy posies , Are all soon wither'd , broke , forgotten , In Folly ripe , in Reason rotten . Thy belt of straw ...
Pagina 89
... heart of mortal so untainted , But , when that scroll was read , with thousand terrors fainted . Witness the thunder that Mount Sinai heard , When all the hill with fiery clouds did flame , And wand'ring Israel , with the sight afear'd ...
... heart of mortal so untainted , But , when that scroll was read , with thousand terrors fainted . Witness the thunder that Mount Sinai heard , When all the hill with fiery clouds did flame , And wand'ring Israel , with the sight afear'd ...
Pagina 95
... heart , there is no God ; " it is not said , " The fool hath thought in his heart : " so as he rather saith it by rote to himself , as that he would have , than that he can thoroughly believe it or be persuaded of it . For none deny ...
... heart , there is no God ; " it is not said , " The fool hath thought in his heart : " so as he rather saith it by rote to himself , as that he would have , than that he can thoroughly believe it or be persuaded of it . For none deny ...
Pagina 104
... heart to do you harm . The queen sent me to see how you were used , For she relents at this your misery : And what eyes can refrain from shedding tears , To see a king in this most piteous state ? Edw . Weep'st thou already ? list ...
... heart to do you harm . The queen sent me to see how you were used , For she relents at this your misery : And what eyes can refrain from shedding tears , To see a king in this most piteous state ? Edw . Weep'st thou already ? list ...
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Choice Specimens of English Literature: Selected from the Chief English ... Thomas Budd Shaw,William Smith Volledige weergave - 1850 |
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