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By making me serve her who had twenty more , That I should give to none but such as had too much before . My constancy I to the planets give ; My truth to them who at the court do live ; Mine ingenuity and openness To Jesuits ...
By making me serve her who had twenty more , That I should give to none but such as had too much before . My constancy I to the planets give ; My truth to them who at the court do live ; Mine ingenuity and openness To Jesuits ...
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Till kings by giving , give themselves away , 320 330 And even that power that should deny , betray . 340 " Who gives constrained , but his own fear reviles , Not thanked , but scorned ; nor are they gifts ...
Till kings by giving , give themselves away , 320 330 And even that power that should deny , betray . 340 " Who gives constrained , but his own fear reviles , Not thanked , but scorned ; nor are they gifts ...
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... 191 Gipsy Songs , 81 Give me leave to rail at you , 637 Give me more love or more disdain , 291 Give way , give way , ye gates , and win , 210 Go and catch a falling star , 28 Go , happy rose , and interwove , 196 Go , lovely rose ...
... 191 Gipsy Songs , 81 Give me leave to rail at you , 637 Give me more love or more disdain , 291 Give way , give way , ye gates , and win , 210 Go and catch a falling star , 28 Go , happy rose , and interwove , 196 Go , lovely rose ...
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Contents
THE SEVENTEENTH CENTURY IN ENGLAND | 1 |
JOHN DONNE | 21 |
BEN JONSON | 76 |
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