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... thou waked'st me wisely ; yet My dream thou brok'st not , but continued'st it . Thou art so true that thoughts of thee suffice To make dreams truths and fables histories ; Enter these arms , for since thou thought'st it best Not to ...
... thou waked'st me wisely ; yet My dream thou brok'st not , but continued'st it . Thou art so true that thoughts of thee suffice To make dreams truths and fables histories ; Enter these arms , for since thou thought'st it best Not to ...
Page 493
... Thou art my way ; I wander if thou fly . Thou art my light ; if hid , how blind am I ! Thou art my life ; if thou withdraw'st , I die . My eyes are dark and blind , I cannot see : To whom or whither should my darkness flee , But to that ...
... Thou art my way ; I wander if thou fly . Thou art my light ; if hid , how blind am I ! Thou art my life ; if thou withdraw'st , I die . My eyes are dark and blind , I cannot see : To whom or whither should my darkness flee , But to that ...
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... Thou hast not lived , why shouldst thou perish , so ? Thou hadst one aim , one business , one desire : Else wert thou long since number'd with the dead ! Else hadst thou spent , like other men , thy fire ! The generations of thy peers ...
... Thou hast not lived , why shouldst thou perish , so ? Thou hadst one aim , one business , one desire : Else wert thou long since number'd with the dead ! Else hadst thou spent , like other men , thy fire ! The generations of thy peers ...
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50 | 73 |
Alexander Montgomerie b 1540 d | 80 |
Fulke Greville Lord Brooke b 1554 | 145 |
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The Oxford Book of English Verse, 1250-1918 Arthur Quiller-Couch,Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch No preview available - 1966 |
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