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But , O alas ! so long , so far , Our bodies why do we forbear ? ... 2 On man heaven's influence works not so , But that it first imprints the air ; So soul into the soul may flow , Though it to body first repair .
But , O alas ! so long , so far , Our bodies why do we forbear ? ... 2 On man heaven's influence works not so , But that it first imprints the air ; So soul into the soul may flow , Though it to body first repair .
Page 64
But as in cutting up a man that's dead , The body will not last out , to have read On every part , and therefore men direct Their speech to parts that are of most effect ; So the world's carcass would not last , if I Were punctual in ...
But as in cutting up a man that's dead , The body will not last out , to have read On every part , and therefore men direct Their speech to parts that are of most effect ; So the world's carcass would not last , if I Were punctual in ...
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... And thin partitions do their bounds divide ; Else why should he , with wealth and honor blest , Refuse his age the needful hours of rest ? Punish a body which he could not please ; Bankrupt of life , yet prodigal of ease ?
... And thin partitions do their bounds divide ; Else why should he , with wealth and honor blest , Refuse his age the needful hours of rest ? Punish a body which he could not please ; Bankrupt of life , yet prodigal of ease ?
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Contents
THE SEVENTEENTH CENTURY IN ENGLAND | 1 |
JOHN DONNE | 21 |
BEN JONSON | 76 |
Copyright | |
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