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Page 154
... sorrow , father's joy . Weep not , my wanton , smile upon my knee ; When thou art old there's grief enough for thee . The wanton smiled , father wept , Mother cried , baby leapt ; More he crow'd , more we cried , Nature could not sorrow ...
... sorrow , father's joy . Weep not , my wanton , smile upon my knee ; When thou art old there's grief enough for thee . The wanton smiled , father wept , Mother cried , baby leapt ; More he crow'd , more we cried , Nature could not sorrow ...
Page 595
... sorrow's wound , and slowly thence ( Lulling to sad repose the weary sense ) The faint pang stealest unperceived away ; On thee I rest my only hope at last , And think , when thou hast dried the bitter tear That flows in vain o'er all ...
... sorrow's wound , and slowly thence ( Lulling to sad repose the weary sense ) The faint pang stealest unperceived away ; On thee I rest my only hope at last , And think , when thou hast dried the bitter tear That flows in vain o'er all ...
Page 737
... SORROW ! Why dost borrow The natural hue of health , from vermeil lips ? — To give maiden blushes To the white rose bushes ? Or is it thy dewy hand the daisy tips ? O Sorrow ! Why dost borrow The lustrous passion from a falcon - eye ...
... SORROW ! Why dost borrow The natural hue of health , from vermeil lips ? — To give maiden blushes To the white rose bushes ? Or is it thy dewy hand the daisy tips ? O Sorrow ! Why dost borrow The lustrous passion from a falcon - eye ...
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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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