Kentish Poets. A series of writers in English poetry, natives or residents in the county of Kent; with specimens of their compositions and some account of their lives and writings. By R. F.1821 |
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... wind Doth check the tender blossoms of the spring . Well fares the man , howe'er his cates do taste , That tables not with foul suspicion : And he but pines among his delicates , Whose troubled mind is stuff'd with discontent . My ...
... wind Doth check the tender blossoms of the spring . Well fares the man , howe'er his cates do taste , That tables not with foul suspicion : And he but pines among his delicates , Whose troubled mind is stuff'd with discontent . My ...
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... that would sure reveal him : And seven years after , being safe in London , There came a sprig of fern borne by the wind , Into the room wheras the murderer was , At sight whereof he suddenly start up , And then INTRODUCTION . XV.
... that would sure reveal him : And seven years after , being safe in London , There came a sprig of fern borne by the wind , Into the room wheras the murderer was , At sight whereof he suddenly start up , And then INTRODUCTION . XV.
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... wind , or weather I judge by mine ears ; Malice assaults that righteousness should have.— Sure I am , my Bryan , this wound shall heal again ; But yet alas ! the scar shall still remain . In this confinement , Wyatt spent several months ...
... wind , or weather I judge by mine ears ; Malice assaults that righteousness should have.— Sure I am , my Bryan , this wound shall heal again ; But yet alas ! the scar shall still remain . In this confinement , Wyatt spent several months ...
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... wind . Each thing methought complaining in their kind . Why then , alas ! doth not she on me rue ? Or is her heart so hard that no pity May in it sink , my joy for to renew ? O stony heart ! who hath thus framed thee So cruel that art ...
... wind . Each thing methought complaining in their kind . Why then , alas ! doth not she on me rue ? Or is her heart so hard that no pity May in it sink , my joy for to renew ? O stony heart ! who hath thus framed thee So cruel that art ...
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... wind : — But well to say , and so to mean , That sweet accord is seldom seen . That the eye betrayeth always the secret affections of the heart . And if an eye may save or slay , And strike more deep than weapon long ; And if an eye by ...
... wind : — But well to say , and so to mean , That sweet accord is seldom seen . That the eye betrayeth always the secret affections of the heart . And if an eye may save or slay , And strike more deep than weapon long ; And if an eye by ...
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