Poetry of the English Renaissance, 1509-1660 |
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She thinks you do letters write ; Write , but let me first endite ; Take me to thee , and thee to meThis small light the moon bestows ' No , no , no , no , my dear , let be . ' Serves thy beams but to disclose ; 20 So to raise my hap ...
She thinks you do letters write ; Write , but let me first endite ; Take me to thee , and thee to meThis small light the moon bestows ' No , no , no , no , my dear , let be . ' Serves thy beams but to disclose ; 20 So to raise my hap ...
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10 Write that I do write you blessed , I Will you write ' tis but a writing ? But if truth and love confess it , Will ye doubt the true inditing ? Then mayst thou joy and be right glad , Although in woe I seem to moan .
10 Write that I do write you blessed , I Will you write ' tis but a writing ? But if truth and love confess it , Will ye doubt the true inditing ? Then mayst thou joy and be right glad , Although in woe I seem to moan .
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I sing of may - poles , hock - carts , wassails , wakes , Of bridegrooms , brides , and of their bridal cakes ; I write of youth , of love , and have access By these to sing of cleanly wantonness ; I sing of dews , of rains , and piece ...
I sing of may - poles , hock - carts , wassails , wakes , Of bridegrooms , brides , and of their bridal cakes ; I write of youth , of love , and have access By these to sing of cleanly wantonness ; I sing of dews , of rains , and piece ...
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