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Page 94
Nor yet , nor yet , O you in this night blest , Must you have will , or hope to rest . 2 Faie . If you use the smallest stay , You'll be overta'en by day . 1 Faie . And these beauties will suspect That their forms you do neglect ...
Nor yet , nor yet , O you in this night blest , Must you have will , or hope to rest . 2 Faie . If you use the smallest stay , You'll be overta'en by day . 1 Faie . And these beauties will suspect That their forms you do neglect ...
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A Good Night Close now thine eyes and rest secure ; Thy soul is safe enough , thy body sure ; He that loves thee , He that keeps And guards thee , never slumbers , never sleeps . The smiling conscience in a sleeping breast Has only ...
A Good Night Close now thine eyes and rest secure ; Thy soul is safe enough , thy body sure ; He that loves thee , He that keeps And guards thee , never slumbers , never sleeps . The smiling conscience in a sleeping breast Has only ...
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When almost all was out , God made a stay , Perceiving that , alone of all His treasure , Rest in the bottom lay . " For if I should , " said He , " Bestow this jewel also on my creature , He would adore my gifts instead of me And rest ...
When almost all was out , God made a stay , Perceiving that , alone of all His treasure , Rest in the bottom lay . " For if I should , " said He , " Bestow this jewel also on my creature , He would adore my gifts instead of me And rest ...
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Contents
THE SEVENTEENTH CENTURY IN ENGLAND | 1 |
JOHN DONNE | 21 |
BEN JONSON | 76 |
Copyright | |
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