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Here flowing fall , And chide , and call , As if his liquid , loose retínue staid Lingring , and were of this steep place afraid , The common pass Where , clear as glass , All must descend Not to an end , 10 But quickned by this deep ...
Here flowing fall , And chide , and call , As if his liquid , loose retínue staid Lingring , and were of this steep place afraid , The common pass Where , clear as glass , All must descend Not to an end , 10 But quickned by this deep ...
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... Should gulf him fathom - deep in brine : And hands so often clasp'd in mine , Should toss with tangle and with shells . ... And only thro ' the faded leaf The chestnut pattering to the ground : Calm and deep peace on this high wold ...
... Should gulf him fathom - deep in brine : And hands so often clasp'd in mine , Should toss with tangle and with shells . ... And only thro ' the faded leaf The chestnut pattering to the ground : Calm and deep peace on this high wold ...
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must we too be Ah ! well for us , if even we , Even for a moment , can get free Our heart , and have our lips unchain'd ; For that which seals them hath been deep- ordain'd ! Fate , which foresaw - 30 How frivolous a baby man would be ...
must we too be Ah ! well for us , if even we , Even for a moment , can get free Our heart , and have our lips unchain'd ; For that which seals them hath been deep- ordain'd ! Fate , which foresaw - 30 How frivolous a baby man would be ...
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The Franklins Tale | 16 |
The wordes of the Host to the Phisicien | 28 |
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