Poetry of the English Renaissance, 1509-1660 |
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Page 202
... Of praise , pomp , glory , joy , which short life gathers , Fair praise , vain pomp , sweet glory , brittle joy . The withered primrose by the mourning river , The faded summer's sun from weeping fountains , The light - blown bubble ...
... Of praise , pomp , glory , joy , which short life gathers , Fair praise , vain pomp , sweet glory , brittle joy . The withered primrose by the mourning river , The faded summer's sun from weeping fountains , The light - blown bubble ...
Page 244
No sooner spreads her glory in the air But straight her wide - blown pomp comes to decline ; She then is scorned that late adorned the fair ; So fade the roses of those cheeks of thine . No April can revive thy withered flowers , Whose ...
No sooner spreads her glory in the air But straight her wide - blown pomp comes to decline ; She then is scorned that late adorned the fair ; So fade the roses of those cheeks of thine . No April can revive thy withered flowers , Whose ...
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... powers of princes can effect , And draw , divert , dispose , and fashion men Better than force or rigor can direct ,Should we this ornament of glory then , As th ' unmaterial fruits of shades , neglect ?
... powers of princes can effect , And draw , divert , dispose , and fashion men Better than force or rigor can direct ,Should we this ornament of glory then , As th ' unmaterial fruits of shades , neglect ?
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SIR THOMAS MORE | 9 |
GEORCE GASCOIGNE | 99 |
SIR Philip SIDNEY | 105 |
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