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He wantid wit her love to win : He trusted her payment and lost all his pay ; She left him sleping and stale away , With hey , lullay , lullay , like a childe , Thou slepist too long , thou art begilde . The rivers routh * , the waters ...
He wantid wit her love to win : He trusted her payment and lost all his pay ; She left him sleping and stale away , With hey , lullay , lullay , like a childe , Thou slepist too long , thou art begilde . The rivers routh * , the waters ...
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Shakespeare ' My husband is thy friend , for his sake spare me ; Thyself art mighty , for thine own sake leave me ; Myself a weakling , do not then ensnare me : Thou lookest not like deceit , do not deceive me . My sighs like whirlwinds ...
Shakespeare ' My husband is thy friend , for his sake spare me ; Thyself art mighty , for thine own sake leave me ; Myself a weakling , do not then ensnare me : Thou lookest not like deceit , do not deceive me . My sighs like whirlwinds ...
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Or rather would that I , even I myself , Might now be lying on this bloody sand , Near death , and by an ignorant stroke of thine , Not thou of mine ; and I might die , not thou ; And I , nat thou , be borne to Seistan ; And Zal might ...
Or rather would that I , even I myself , Might now be lying on this bloody sand , Near death , and by an ignorant stroke of thine , Not thou of mine ; and I might die , not thou ; And I , nat thou , be borne to Seistan ; And Zal might ...
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Contents
I | 1 |
John SKBLTON c 14601529 | 12 |
SIR PHILIP SIDNEY 15541586 | 56 |
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Bibliographic information
| Title | The Penguin Book of Narrative Verse Part 49 of The Penguin poets |
| Editor | David Herbert |
| Publisher | Middlesex, 1960 |
| Original from | the University of Michigan |
| Digitized | 27 Feb 2005 |
| Length | 462 pages |
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