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As the first were made to blind Others , these which come behind Will work upon ourselves , and blind our eyes . If our loves faint , and westwardly decline , To me thou falsely thine , And I to thee , mine actions shall disguise .
As the first were made to blind Others , these which come behind Will work upon ourselves , and blind our eyes . If our loves faint , and westwardly decline , To me thou falsely thine , And I to thee , mine actions shall disguise .
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Is this your guise , To have both your ears and eyes Sealed so fast as these mine elves Might have stolen you from yourselves ? 3 Sat. We had thought we must have got Stakes , and heated them red - hot , And have bored you through the ...
Is this your guise , To have both your ears and eyes Sealed so fast as these mine elves Might have stolen you from yourselves ? 3 Sat. We had thought we must have got Stakes , and heated them red - hot , And have bored you through the ...
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48 Fair Egliset , that at His eyes doth dress Her glorious face , those eyes from whence are shed Infinite bel - amours , where to express His love , high God all heaven as captive leads , And all the banners of His grace dispreads ...
48 Fair Egliset , that at His eyes doth dress Her glorious face , those eyes from whence are shed Infinite bel - amours , where to express His love , high God all heaven as captive leads , And all the banners of His grace dispreads ...
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Contents
THE SEVENTEENTH CENTURY IN ENGLAND | 1 |
JOHN DONNE | 21 |
BEN JONSON | 76 |
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