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Although I know thy just lamenting muse , Toiled in th'affliction of thine own dis- tress , In others ' care hath little time to use , And therefore mayst esteem of mine the less ; Yet as thy hopes attend happy redress , 40 The joys ...
Although I know thy just lamenting muse , Toiled in th'affliction of thine own dis- tress , In others ' care hath little time to use , And therefore mayst esteem of mine the less ; Yet as thy hopes attend happy redress , 40 The joys ...
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I Lo I the man , whose Muse whilome did maske , As time her taught , in lowly Shepheards weeds , 36 Am now enforst a far vnfitter taske , For trumpets sterne to chaunge mine Oaten reeds , And sing of Knights and Ladies gentle deeds ...
I Lo I the man , whose Muse whilome did maske , As time her taught , in lowly Shepheards weeds , 36 Am now enforst a far vnfitter taske , For trumpets sterne to chaunge mine Oaten reeds , And sing of Knights and Ladies gentle deeds ...
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To Francis Beaumont 3 How I doe love thee , Beaumont , and thy Muse , That unto me dost such religion use ! How I doe feare my selfe , that am not worth The least indulgent thought thy pen drops forth ! At once thou mak'st me happie ...
To Francis Beaumont 3 How I doe love thee , Beaumont , and thy Muse , That unto me dost such religion use ! How I doe feare my selfe , that am not worth The least indulgent thought thy pen drops forth ! At once thou mak'st me happie ...
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