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... keep equal breadth , and never meet in one ; Yet for not wronging him , my thoughts , my sorrow's cell , Shall not run out , though leak they will , for liking him so well . Farewell to you my hopes , my wonted waking dreams , Farewell ...
... keep equal breadth , and never meet in one ; Yet for not wronging him , my thoughts , my sorrow's cell , Shall not run out , though leak they will , for liking him so well . Farewell to you my hopes , my wonted waking dreams , Farewell ...
Page 189
... keep the wolf far thence , that's foe to men , For with his nails he'll dig them up again . Hark , Now Everything Is ... keeping ? Sin their conception , their birth weeping , Their life a general mist of error , Their death a hideous ...
... keep the wolf far thence , that's foe to men , For with his nails he'll dig them up again . Hark , Now Everything Is ... keeping ? Sin their conception , their birth weeping , Their life a general mist of error , Their death a hideous ...
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... keep the rest , But keep them with repining restlessness . Let him be rich and weary , that at least , If goodness lead him not , yet weariness May toss him to My breast . THOMAS CAREW / 1595 ? - 1639 ? The Inscription on the Tomb of ...
... keep the rest , But keep them with repining restlessness . Let him be rich and weary , that at least , If goodness lead him not , yet weariness May toss him to My breast . THOMAS CAREW / 1595 ? - 1639 ? The Inscription on the Tomb of ...
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