Poetry of the English Renaissance, 1509-1660 |
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But out , alas , no gripes of grief suffice To break in twain this harmless heart of mine ; For though delight be banished from mine eyes , Yet lives Desire , whom pains can never pine . Oh strange affects !
But out , alas , no gripes of grief suffice To break in twain this harmless heart of mine ; For though delight be banished from mine eyes , Yet lives Desire , whom pains can never pine . Oh strange affects !
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From The Countess of Pembroke's Arcadia , 1593 [ O sweet woods ] O sweet woods , the delight of solitariness ! Oh , how much I do like your solitariness ! Where man's mind hath a freed consideration , Of goodness to receive lovely ...
From The Countess of Pembroke's Arcadia , 1593 [ O sweet woods ] O sweet woods , the delight of solitariness ! Oh , how much I do like your solitariness ! Where man's mind hath a freed consideration , Of goodness to receive lovely ...
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... Her shining forehead Dian's silver light , Her eyes the stars , their influence delight , Her voice the spheres , her cheek ... Runs ' twixt those hills ; her hand , Arion's touch , As much delights the eye , the ear as much .
... Her shining forehead Dian's silver light , Her eyes the stars , their influence delight , Her voice the spheres , her cheek ... Runs ' twixt those hills ; her hand , Arion's touch , As much delights the eye , the ear as much .
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SIR THOMAS MORE | 9 |
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SIR Philip SIDNEY | 105 |
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