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I can love her , and her , and you , and you ; I can love any , so she be not true . Will no other vice content you ? Will it not serve your turn to do as did your mothers ? ΤΟ Or have you all old vices spent , and now would find out ...
I can love her , and her , and you , and you ; I can love any , so she be not true . Will no other vice content you ? Will it not serve your turn to do as did your mothers ? ΤΟ Or have you all old vices spent , and now would find out ...
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Or , as true deaths true marriages untie , So lovers ' contracts , images of those , Bind but till sleep , death's image , them unloose ? Or , your own end to justify , For having purposed change and falsehood , you Can have no way but ...
Or , as true deaths true marriages untie , So lovers ' contracts , images of those , Bind but till sleep , death's image , them unloose ? Or , your own end to justify , For having purposed change and falsehood , you Can have no way but ...
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Dost not rise hungry from the place , Know this , Thou lov'st amiss ; And to love true , Thou must begin again , and love anew . If by this thou dost discover That thou art no perfect lover , And , desiring to love true , Thou dost ...
Dost not rise hungry from the place , Know this , Thou lov'st amiss ; And to love true , Thou must begin again , and love anew . If by this thou dost discover That thou art no perfect lover , And , desiring to love true , Thou dost ...
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Contents
THE SEVENTEENTH CENTURY IN ENGLAND | 1 |
JOHN DONNE | 21 |
BEN JONSON | 76 |
Copyright | |
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