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On His Blindness When I consider how my light is spent Ere half my days in this dark world and wide , And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless , though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker , and present ...
On His Blindness When I consider how my light is spent Ere half my days in this dark world and wide , And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless , though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker , and present ...
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Light , the prime work of God , to me is extinct , And all her various objects of delight Annulled , which might in part my grief have eased . Inferior to the vilest now become Of man or worm , the vilest here excel me : They creep ...
Light , the prime work of God , to me is extinct , And all her various objects of delight Annulled , which might in part my grief have eased . Inferior to the vilest now become Of man or worm , the vilest here excel me : They creep ...
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20 For each inclosed spirit is a star Enlightning his own little sphere , W'hose light , though fetched and borrowed from far , Both mornings makes and evenings there . But as these birds of light make a land glad , Chirping their ...
20 For each inclosed spirit is a star Enlightning his own little sphere , W'hose light , though fetched and borrowed from far , Both mornings makes and evenings there . But as these birds of light make a land glad , Chirping their ...
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Contents
THE SEVENTEENTH CENTURY IN ENGLAND | 7 |
JOHN DONNE | 21 |
BEN JONSON | 76 |
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Bibliographic information
| Title | English Poetry of the Seventeenth Century |
| Editor | Roberta Florence Brinkley |
| Edition | revised |
| Publisher | Norton, 1942 |
| Original from | the University of Michigan |
| Digitized | 5 Feb 2007 |
| Length | 672 pages |
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