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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Page 149
... sure when I thought That you in any thing were to be Taught . Correct my error with thy Pen ; And if any ask me then , What thing right Wit , and height of Genius is , I'll onely shew your Lines , and say , ' Tis This . On the Death of ...
... sure when I thought That you in any thing were to be Taught . Correct my error with thy Pen ; And if any ask me then , What thing right Wit , and height of Genius is , I'll onely shew your Lines , and say , ' Tis This . On the Death of ...
Page 150
... sure no Danger is When joyn'd with so much Piety as His . Ah , mighty God , with shame I speak't , and grief , Ah that our greatest Faults were in Belief ! And our weak Reason were ev'en weaker yet , Rather then thus our Wills too ...
... sure no Danger is When joyn'd with so much Piety as His . Ah , mighty God , with shame I speak't , and grief , Ah that our greatest Faults were in Belief ! And our weak Reason were ev'en weaker yet , Rather then thus our Wills too ...
Page 227
... sure I do . Said He , look how your Huntsman here Hath taught a Faun to hunt his Dear . But Sylvio soon had me beguilād . This waxed tame , while he grew wild , And quite regardless of my Smart , Left me his Faun , but took his Heart ...
... sure I do . Said He , look how your Huntsman here Hath taught a Faun to hunt his Dear . But Sylvio soon had me beguilād . This waxed tame , while he grew wild , And quite regardless of my Smart , Left me his Faun , but took his Heart ...
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Ben Jonson | 3 |
Her man described by her owne Dictamen | 9 |
Abraham Cowley cont | 16 |
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