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... thou bredst into my birth , Accept it as thine own , whilst now I sing of thee , Of all thy later brood the unworthiest though I be . When Phoebus lifts his head out of the watery wave , No sooner doth the earth her flowery bosom brave ...
... thou bredst into my birth , Accept it as thine own , whilst now I sing of thee , Of all thy later brood the unworthiest though I be . When Phoebus lifts his head out of the watery wave , No sooner doth the earth her flowery bosom brave ...
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... thou pine within , and suffer dearth , Painting thy outward walls so costly gay ? Why so large cost , having so short a lease , Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend ? Shall worms , inheritors of this excess , Eat up thy charge ? Is ...
... thou pine within , and suffer dearth , Painting thy outward walls so costly gay ? Why so large cost , having so short a lease , Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend ? Shall worms , inheritors of this excess , Eat up thy charge ? Is ...
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... thou peevish sheep , What ship of Epidamnus stays for me ? Again , in The Two Gentlemen of Verona ( act i . scene 1 ) , Speed thus laments : - Twenty to one he is shipped already , And I have played the sheep in losing him . And ...
... thou peevish sheep , What ship of Epidamnus stays for me ? Again , in The Two Gentlemen of Verona ( act i . scene 1 ) , Speed thus laments : - Twenty to one he is shipped already , And I have played the sheep in losing him . And ...
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... thou hast on foot the purblind hare , Mark the poor wretch , to overshoot his troubles , How he outruns the wind , and with what care He cranks and crosses , with a thousand doubles : The many musits * through the which he goes ...
... thou hast on foot the purblind hare , Mark the poor wretch , to overshoot his troubles , How he outruns the wind , and with what care He cranks and crosses , with a thousand doubles : The many musits * through the which he goes ...
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... thou see the dew - bedabbled wretch Turn , and return , indenting with the way ; Each envious brier his weary legs doth scratch : Each shadow makes him stop , each murmur stay ; For misery is trodden on by many , And being low , never ...
... thou see the dew - bedabbled wretch Turn , and return , indenting with the way ; Each envious brier his weary legs doth scratch : Each shadow makes him stop , each murmur stay ; For misery is trodden on by many , And being low , never ...
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Page 54 - To-day, my lord of Amiens and myself Did steal behind him, as he lay along Under an oak, whose antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood...
Page 94 - O God ! methinks it were a happy life To be no better than a homely swain : To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point...
Page 128 - With fairest flowers Whilst summer lasts and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose, nor The azured harebell, like thy veins, no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Page 119 - Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines* of bright gold: There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubim: Such harmony is in immortal souls; . But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.
Page 1 - I loved the man, and do honour his memory, on this side idolatry, as much as any. He was (indeed) honest, and of an open and free nature...
Page 102 - Perfume for a lady's chamber ; Golden quoifs and stomachers, For my lads to give their dears: Pins and poking-sticks of steel. What maids lack from head to heel: Come buy of me, come; come buy, come buy; Buy, lads, or else your lasses cry : Come buy.
Page 65 - Dis's waggon! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath...
Page 48 - Sometime he runs among a flock of sheep, To make the cunning hounds mistake their smell. And sometime where earth-delving conies keep, To stop the loud pursuers in their yell ; And sometime sorteth with a herd of deer: Danger deviseth shifts; wit waits on fear: ' For there his smell with others...
Page 27 - Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, Fool'd by those rebel powers that thee array, Why dost thou pine within, and suffer dearth, Painting thy outward walls so costly gay ? Why so large cost, having so short a lease, Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend ? Shall worms, inheritors of this excess, Eat up thy charge ? Is this thy body's end ? Then, soul, live thou upon thy servant's loss, And let that pine to aggravate thy store ; Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross ; Within be fed, without...
Page 60 - Shakespear comyng yesterdy to town, I went to see him how he did. He told me that they assured him they ment to inclose no further than to...