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If we love things long sought , age is a thing Which we are fifty years in compassing ; If transitory things , which soon decay , 30 Age must be loveliest at the latest day . But name not winter faces , whose skin's slack , Lank as an ...
If we love things long sought , age is a thing Which we are fifty years in compassing ; If transitory things , which soon decay , 30 Age must be loveliest at the latest day . But name not winter faces , whose skin's slack , Lank as an ...
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37 For things that pass are past , and in this field The indeficient spring no winter fears ; The trees together fruit and blossom yield ; The unfading lily leaves of silver bears , And crimson rose a scarlet garment wears .
37 For things that pass are past , and in this field The indeficient spring no winter fears ; The trees together fruit and blossom yield ; The unfading lily leaves of silver bears , And crimson rose a scarlet garment wears .
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40 Changer of all things , yet immutable ; Before and after all , the first and last , That moving all , is yet immovable ; Great without quantity , in whose forecast Things past are present , things to come are past ; Swift without ...
40 Changer of all things , yet immutable ; Before and after all , the first and last , That moving all , is yet immovable ; Great without quantity , in whose forecast Things past are present , things to come are past ; Swift without ...
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Contents
THE SEVENTEENTH CENTURY IN ENGLAND | 1 |
JOHN DONNE | 21 |
BEN JONSON | 76 |
Copyright | |
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