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Go , since I needs must die , And give the world the lie . Count Chonch с 20 But time ( which nature doth despise And rudely gives her love the lie , Makes hope a fool , and sorrow wise ) His hands do neither wash nor dry ; But being ...
Go , since I needs must die , And give the world the lie . Count Chonch с 20 But time ( which nature doth despise And rudely gives her love the lie , Makes hope a fool , and sorrow wise ) His hands do neither wash nor dry ; But being ...
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Tell age it daily wasteth ; Tell honor how it alters ; Tell beauty how she blasteth ; Tell favor how it falters : And as they shall reply , Give every one the lie . Tell justice of delay : And if they will reply , Then give them all the ...
Tell age it daily wasteth ; Tell honor how it alters ; Tell beauty how she blasteth ; Tell favor how it falters : And as they shall reply , Give every one the lie . Tell justice of delay : And if they will reply , Then give them all the ...
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My modesty I give to soldiers bare ; My patience let gamesters share . Thou , Love , taught'st me , by making me Love her that holds my love disparity , Only to give to those that count my gifts indignity . 30 I give my reputation to ...
My modesty I give to soldiers bare ; My patience let gamesters share . Thou , Love , taught'st me , by making me Love her that holds my love disparity , Only to give to those that count my gifts indignity . 30 I give my reputation to ...
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JOHN SKELTON | 3 |
SIR THOMAS MORE | 9 |
HENRY HOWARD EARL OF SURREY | 27 |
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