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... turn , And seek her spouse , that from her still does fly , And follows other game and venery : A satyr chanc'd her ... turning back , gan fast to fly away , Untill with love revok'd from vain affright She hardly yet persuaded was to ...
... turn , And seek her spouse , that from her still does fly , And follows other game and venery : A satyr chanc'd her ... turning back , gan fast to fly away , Untill with love revok'd from vain affright She hardly yet persuaded was to ...
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... Turn'd to the shore , where that same warlike lord She in receiv'd ; but Atin by no way She would admit , albe the knight her much did pray . Eftsoon her shallow ship away did slide , More swift than swallow shears the liquid sky ...
... Turn'd to the shore , where that same warlike lord She in receiv'd ; but Atin by no way She would admit , albe the knight her much did pray . Eftsoon her shallow ship away did slide , More swift than swallow shears the liquid sky ...
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... turn'd her former play , And gamesome mirth to grievous dreriment : She threw herself down on the continent , Nor word did speak , but lay as in a swoune , While all her sisters did for her lament , With yelling outcries , and with ...
... turn'd her former play , And gamesome mirth to grievous dreriment : She threw herself down on the continent , Nor word did speak , but lay as in a swoune , While all her sisters did for her lament , With yelling outcries , and with ...
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... turn his arrows to their exercise : So may he long himself full easy hide : For , he is fair and fresh in face and guise , As any nymph ( let not it be envied ) . ' So saying , every nymph full narrowly she ey'd . But Phebe therewith ...
... turn his arrows to their exercise : So may he long himself full easy hide : For , he is fair and fresh in face and guise , As any nymph ( let not it be envied ) . ' So saying , every nymph full narrowly she ey'd . But Phebe therewith ...
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... turn , And teach the woods and waters to lament Your doleful dreriment ; Now lay those sorrowful complaints aside , And having all your heads with girlands crown'd , Help me mine own love's praises to resound , Ne let the same of any be ...
... turn , And teach the woods and waters to lament Your doleful dreriment ; Now lay those sorrowful complaints aside , And having all your heads with girlands crown'd , Help me mine own love's praises to resound , Ne let the same of any be ...
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