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Anonymous loathly ' For she has made me the laily * worm , That lays at the fit of the tree , An ' o ' my sister Meassry The machrel of the sea . ' And every Saterday at noon The machrel comes to me , An ' she takes my laily head An ...
Anonymous loathly ' For she has made me the laily * worm , That lays at the fit of the tree , An ' o ' my sister Meassry The machrel of the sea . ' And every Saterday at noon The machrel comes to me , An ' she takes my laily head An ...
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Amid the tree now got , where plenty hung Tempting so nigh , to pluck and eat my fill I spared not , for such pleasure till that hour At feed fountain had I found . Sated at length , ere long I might perceive Strange alteration in me ...
Amid the tree now got , where plenty hung Tempting so nigh , to pluck and eat my fill I spared not , for such pleasure till that hour At feed fountain had I found . Sated at length , ere long I might perceive Strange alteration in me ...
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So glistered the dire snake , and into fraud Led Eve our credulous mother , to the tree Of prohibition , root of all our woe : Which when she saw , thus to her guide she spake . ' Serpent , we might have spared our coming hither ...
So glistered the dire snake , and into fraud Led Eve our credulous mother , to the tree Of prohibition , root of all our woe : Which when she saw , thus to her guide she spake . ' Serpent , we might have spared our coming hither ...
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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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