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No April can revive thy withered flowers , Whose springing grace adorns the glory now ; Swift speedy time , feathered with flying hours , Dissolves the beauty of the fairest brow , Then do not thou such treasure waste in vain , But love ...
No April can revive thy withered flowers , Whose springing grace adorns the glory now ; Swift speedy time , feathered with flying hours , Dissolves the beauty of the fairest brow , Then do not thou such treasure waste in vain , But love ...
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Thou know'st thyself so little , as thou know'st not How thou didst die , nor how thou wast begot . Thou neither know'st how thou at first cam'st in , Nor how thou took'st the poison of man's sin . Nor dost thou , though thou know'st ...
Thou know'st thyself so little , as thou know'st not How thou didst die , nor how thou wast begot . Thou neither know'st how thou at first cam'st in , Nor how thou took'st the poison of man's sin . Nor dost thou , though thou know'st ...
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... with fixëd face attent , 35 Think'st thou , Kate , to put me down , 436 This busy , vast , inquiring soul , 816 This careful head , with divers thoughts distressed , 215 This is my play's last scene ; here heavens appoint , 489 This ...
... with fixëd face attent , 35 Think'st thou , Kate , to put me down , 436 This busy , vast , inquiring soul , 816 This careful head , with divers thoughts distressed , 215 This is my play's last scene ; here heavens appoint , 489 This ...
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