Six Centuries of Great Poetry, Volume 2033Robert Penn Warren, Albert Erskine |
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... youth ' gainst time and age hath ever spurned , But spurned in vain ; youth waneth by increasing : Beauty , strength , youth , are flowers but fading seen ; Duty , faith , love , are roots , and ever green . His helmet now shall make a ...
... youth ' gainst time and age hath ever spurned , But spurned in vain ; youth waneth by increasing : Beauty , strength , youth , are flowers but fading seen ; Duty , faith , love , are roots , and ever green . His helmet now shall make a ...
Page 112
... youth I had spent . Last a passion of Repent Told me flat that Desire Was a brand of love's fire , Which consumeth men in thrall , Virtue , youth , wit , and all . At this saw back I start , ! Beat Desire from my heart , Shook off love ...
... youth I had spent . Last a passion of Repent Told me flat that Desire Was a brand of love's fire , Which consumeth men in thrall , Virtue , youth , wit , and all . At this saw back I start , ! Beat Desire from my heart , Shook off love ...
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Robert Penn Warren, Albert Erskine. How Soon Hath Time the Subtle Thief of Youth How soon hath time the subtle thief of youth , Stol'n on his wing my three - and - twentieth year ! My hasting days fly on with full career , But my late ...
Robert Penn Warren, Albert Erskine. How Soon Hath Time the Subtle Thief of Youth How soon hath time the subtle thief of youth , Stol'n on his wing my three - and - twentieth year ! My hasting days fly on with full career , But my late ...
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