Collins Albatross Book of Verse: English and American Poetry from the Thirteenth Century to the Present Day |
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Page 96
And here I ryde about my purchasing , To wite wher men wolde yeve me any thing . My purchas is th'effect of al my rente . Loke how thou rydest for the same entente , To winne good , thou rekkest never how ; Right so fare I , for ryde ...
And here I ryde about my purchasing , To wite wher men wolde yeve me any thing . My purchas is th'effect of al my rente . Loke how thou rydest for the same entente , To winne good , thou rekkest never how ; Right so fare I , for ryde ...
Page 487
O masters , lords and rulers in all lands , Is this the handiwork you give to God , This monstrous thing distorted and soul - quencht ? How will you ever straighten up this shape ; Touch it again with immortality ; Give back the upward ...
O masters , lords and rulers in all lands , Is this the handiwork you give to God , This monstrous thing distorted and soul - quencht ? How will you ever straighten up this shape ; Touch it again with immortality ; Give back the upward ...
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131 How sleep the brave , who sink to I know the thing that's most unrest , 269 common , 262 How sweet I roamed from field to I leaned upon a coppice gate , 476 field , 287 love all beauteous things , 481 How vainly themselves I met a ...
131 How sleep the brave , who sink to I know the thing that's most unrest , 269 common , 262 How sweet I roamed from field to I leaned upon a coppice gate , 476 field , 287 love all beauteous things , 481 How vainly themselves I met a ...
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