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To wait upon this new - delivered spring , Some running through the meadows , with them bring Cowslip and mint ; and ' tis another's lot To light upon some gardener's curious knot , Whence she upon her breast , love's sweet repose ...
To wait upon this new - delivered spring , Some running through the meadows , with them bring Cowslip and mint ; and ' tis another's lot To light upon some gardener's curious knot , Whence she upon her breast , love's sweet repose ...
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1 [ Sweet Phosphor , Bring the Day ] 1 Will it ne'er be morning ? Will that promised light Ne'er break , and clear those clouds of night ? Sweet Phosphor , bring the day , Whose conquering ray May chase these fogs : sweet Phosphor ...
1 [ Sweet Phosphor , Bring the Day ] 1 Will it ne'er be morning ? Will that promised light Ne'er break , and clear those clouds of night ? Sweet Phosphor , bring the day , Whose conquering ray May chase these fogs : sweet Phosphor ...
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Sweet Phosphor , bring the day : How sad delay Afflicts dull hopes ! sweet Phosphor , bring the day . Blow , Ignorance ! O thou , whose idle knee Rocks earth into a lethargy , Alas ! my light - in - vain - expecting eyes Can find no ...
Sweet Phosphor , bring the day : How sad delay Afflicts dull hopes ! sweet Phosphor , bring the day . Blow , Ignorance ! O thou , whose idle knee Rocks earth into a lethargy , Alas ! my light - in - vain - expecting eyes Can find no ...
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Contents
THE SEVENTEENTH CENTURY IN ENGLAND | 1 |
JOHN DONNE | 21 |
BEN JONSON | 76 |
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