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Dissemble nothing , not a boy , nor change Thy body's habit , nor mind's ; be not strange To thyself only ; all will spy in thy face A blushing womanly discovering grace . 2 Richly clothed apes are called apes ; and as soon Eclipsed as ...
Dissemble nothing , not a boy , nor change Thy body's habit , nor mind's ; be not strange To thyself only ; all will spy in thy face A blushing womanly discovering grace . 2 Richly clothed apes are called apes ; and as soon Eclipsed as ...
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I'm His by penitence ; He is mine by grace . I'm His by purchase ; He is mine by blood . He's my supporting elm ; and I His vine : Thus I my best beloved's am ; thus He is mine . A Good Night Close now thine eyes and rest secure ...
I'm His by penitence ; He is mine by grace . I'm His by purchase ; He is mine by blood . He's my supporting elm ; and I His vine : Thus I my best beloved's am ; thus He is mine . A Good Night Close now thine eyes and rest secure ...
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Lord , what is man ? why should he cost Thee , 421 Lord , when the sense of Thy sweet grace , 429 Lord , who createdst man in wealth and store , 280 Lord , with what care hast Thou begirt us round , 256 [ Love ] , 156 Love [ 2 ] ...
Lord , what is man ? why should he cost Thee , 421 Lord , when the sense of Thy sweet grace , 429 Lord , who createdst man in wealth and store , 280 Lord , with what care hast Thou begirt us round , 256 [ Love ] , 156 Love [ 2 ] ...
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Contents
THE SEVENTEENTH CENTURY IN ENGLAND | 1 |
JOHN DONNE | 21 |
BEN JONSON | 76 |
Copyright | |
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