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That happy island where huge lemons grow , And orange trees , which golden fruit do bear , The Hesperian garden boasts of none so fair ; Where shining pearl , coral , and many a pound , On the rich shore , of ambergris is found .
That happy island where huge lemons grow , And orange trees , which golden fruit do bear , The Hesperian garden boasts of none so fair ; Where shining pearl , coral , and many a pound , On the rich shore , of ambergris is found .
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Ripe fruits and blossoms on the same tree live ; At once they promise what at once they give . ... And as their trees , in our dull region set , But faintly grow and no perfection get , 30 40 50 So in this northern tract our hoarser ...
Ripe fruits and blossoms on the same tree live ; At once they promise what at once they give . ... And as their trees , in our dull region set , But faintly grow and no perfection get , 30 40 50 So in this northern tract our hoarser ...
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The Spring Though you be absent here , I needs must say The trees as beauteous are , and flowers as gay As ever they were wont to be ; Nay , the birds ' rural music , too , Is as melodious and free As if they sung to pleasure you .
The Spring Though you be absent here , I needs must say The trees as beauteous are , and flowers as gay As ever they were wont to be ; Nay , the birds ' rural music , too , Is as melodious and free As if they sung to pleasure you .
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Contents
THE SEVENTEENTH CENTURY IN ENGLAND | 1 |
JOHN DONNE | 21 |
BEN JONSON | 76 |
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