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... Pains not the heart , but hurts the sight . Love is a calmer , gentler joy , Smooth are his looks and soft his pace ... pain ! When I the dawn used to admire , And praised the coming day , I little thought the growing fire Must take my ...
... Pains not the heart , but hurts the sight . Love is a calmer , gentler joy , Smooth are his looks and soft his pace ... pain ! When I the dawn used to admire , And praised the coming day , I little thought the growing fire Must take my ...
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... pain , pain and woe , Are my lot , night and noon , To see your bright face clouded so , Like to the mournful moon . But yet will I rear your throne Again in golden sheen ; ' Tis you shall reign , shall reign alone , 793 JAMES CLARENCE ...
... pain , pain and woe , Are my lot , night and noon , To see your bright face clouded so , Like to the mournful moon . But yet will I rear your throne Again in golden sheen ; ' Tis you shall reign , shall reign alone , 793 JAMES CLARENCE ...
Page 871
... pain felt she ; I am quite sure she felt no pain . As a shut bud that holds a bee , I warily oped her lids : again Laugh'd the blue eyes without a stain . And I untighten'd next the tress About her neck ; her cheek once more Blush'd ...
... pain felt she ; I am quite sure she felt no pain . As a shut bud that holds a bee , I warily oped her lids : again Laugh'd the blue eyes without a stain . And I untighten'd next the tress About her neck ; her cheek once more Blush'd ...
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Alexander Montgomerie b 1540 d | 80 |
Fulke Greville Lord Brooke b 1554 | 145 |
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The Oxford Book of English Verse, 1250-1918 Arthur Quiller-Couch,Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch No preview available - 1966 |
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