Poetry of the English Renaissance, 1509-1660 |
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Page 43
They laugh , they smile , They do beguile O death , O death , rock me asleep , Bring me to quiet rest ; Let pass my weary guiltless ghost Out of my careful breast . Toll on your passing bell , Ring out my doleful knell ; Thy sound my ...
They laugh , they smile , They do beguile O death , O death , rock me asleep , Bring me to quiet rest ; Let pass my weary guiltless ghost Out of my careful breast . Toll on your passing bell , Ring out my doleful knell ; Thy sound my ...
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And for to forge false cockets , free to pass ; That manners make them give their betters place , And use good words , though deeds be nothing gay . But here methinks my priests begin to frown And say that thus they shall be overcharged ...
And for to forge false cockets , free to pass ; That manners make them give their betters place , And use good words , though deeds be nothing gay . But here methinks my priests begin to frown And say that thus they shall be overcharged ...
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So shall I never pass , for how should I Procure this sacrifice amongst the living ? Time hath long since worn out the memory Both of my life and life's unjust depriving ; Sorrow for me is dead for aye reviving .
So shall I never pass , for how should I Procure this sacrifice amongst the living ? Time hath long since worn out the memory Both of my life and life's unjust depriving ; Sorrow for me is dead for aye reviving .
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JOHN SKELTON | 3 |
HENRY HOWARD EARL OF SURREY | 27 |
MINOR COURTLY MAKERS OF HENRY VIIIS REIGN | 41 |
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