Poetry of the English Renaissance, 1509-1660 |
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That is but done for more delightful grace , For on that part she doth not ever stand ; But as the measure's law doth her command , She wheels about , and ere the dance doth end , Into her former place she doth transcend .
That is but done for more delightful grace , For on that part she doth not ever stand ; But as the measure's law doth her command , She wheels about , and ere the dance doth end , Into her former place she doth transcend .
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From The Second Mask , which was of Beauty this toy 30 10 [ Beauties , have ye seen ] i Grace . Beauties , have ye seen Hell hath felt a greater heat , Jove himself forsook his seat ; Called Love , a little boy , From the center to the ...
From The Second Mask , which was of Beauty this toy 30 10 [ Beauties , have ye seen ] i Grace . Beauties , have ye seen Hell hath felt a greater heat , Jove himself forsook his seat ; Called Love , a little boy , From the center to the ...
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2 Grace . Trust him not ; his words , though sweet , Seldom with his heart do meet . All his practice is deceit ; Every gift it is a bait ; Not a kiss but poison bears , And most treason in his tears . i Grace .
2 Grace . Trust him not ; his words , though sweet , Seldom with his heart do meet . All his practice is deceit ; Every gift it is a bait ; Not a kiss but poison bears , And most treason in his tears . i Grace .
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SIR THOMAS MORE | 9 |
GEORCE GASCOIGNE | 99 |
SIR Philip SIDNEY | 105 |
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