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There would the daughter of the sea - god dive ; And thither came the land - nymphs every eve To wait upon her , bringing for her brows Rich garlands of sweet flowers and beechy boughs . For pleasant was that pool , and near it then Was ...
There would the daughter of the sea - god dive ; And thither came the land - nymphs every eve To wait upon her , bringing for her brows Rich garlands of sweet flowers and beechy boughs . For pleasant was that pool , and near it then Was ...
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Nature herself doth the Scotchmen beasts confess , Making their country such a wilderness : A land that brings in ... that Charles came thence , But that Montrose and Crawford's loyal band Atoned their sin and christened half the land .
Nature herself doth the Scotchmen beasts confess , Making their country such a wilderness : A land that brings in ... that Charles came thence , But that Montrose and Crawford's loyal band Atoned their sin and christened half the land .
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The barren wilderness he passed , Did on the very border stand Of the blest promised land , And , from the mountain's top of his exalted wit , Saw it himself , and showed us it . But life did never to one man allow Time to discover ...
The barren wilderness he passed , Did on the very border stand Of the blest promised land , And , from the mountain's top of his exalted wit , Saw it himself , and showed us it . But life did never to one man allow Time to discover ...
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THE SEVENTEENTH CENTURY IN ENGLAND | 1 |
JOHN DONNE | 21 |
BEN JONSON | 76 |
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