Seventeenth-century English Poetry, Volume 2Miriam Kosh Starkman Knopf, 1967 - Civilization, Modern Volume 1 includes writings by John Donne, George Herbert, Henry Vaughan, Thomas Traherne, and Richard Crashaw. |
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... praises , for your ends : Wee have both wits , and fancies too , And if wee must , let's sing of you . Nor doe we doubt ... praise too much , Yet is't your vertue now I raise . A vertue , like Allay , so gone Throughout your forme ; as ...
... praises , for your ends : Wee have both wits , and fancies too , And if wee must , let's sing of you . Nor doe we doubt ... praise too much , Yet is't your vertue now I raise . A vertue , like Allay , so gone Throughout your forme ; as ...
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... praise too much . " Tis true , and all mens suffrage . But these wayes Were not the paths I meant unto thy praise : For seeliest Ignorance on these may light , Which , when it sounds at best , but eccho's right ; Or blinde Affection ...
... praise too much . " Tis true , and all mens suffrage . But these wayes Were not the paths I meant unto thy praise : For seeliest Ignorance on these may light , Which , when it sounds at best , but eccho's right ; Or blinde Affection ...
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... Praise of Pindar IN IMITATION OF HORACE HIS SECOND ODE , B. 4 PINDARUM QUISQUIS STUDET EMULARI , & C . I Pindar is imitable by none ; The Phoenix Pindar is a vast Species alone . Who e're but Daedalus with waxen wings could fly And ...
... Praise of Pindar IN IMITATION OF HORACE HIS SECOND ODE , B. 4 PINDARUM QUISQUIS STUDET EMULARI , & C . I Pindar is imitable by none ; The Phoenix Pindar is a vast Species alone . Who e're but Daedalus with waxen wings could fly And ...
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Ben Jonson | 3 |
Her man described by her owne Dictamen | 9 |
Abraham Cowley cont | 16 |
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