Poetry of the English Renaissance, 1509-1660 |
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I saw the little boy , in thought , how oft that he Did wish of God to scape the rod , a tall young man to be ; The young man eke that feels his bones with pains oppressed , How he would be a rich old man , to live and lie at rest ...
I saw the little boy , in thought , how oft that he Did wish of God to scape the rod , a tall young man to be ; The young man eke that feels his bones with pains oppressed , How he would be a rich old man , to live and lie at rest ...
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The King of Scots ( now living ) is a poet , As his Lepanto and his Furies show it . 10 A remembrance of some English poets Live , Spenser , ever in thy Fairy Queen , Whose like , for deep conceit , was never seen .
The King of Scots ( now living ) is a poet , As his Lepanto and his Furies show it . 10 A remembrance of some English poets Live , Spenser , ever in thy Fairy Queen , Whose like , for deep conceit , was never seen .
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260 What greater torment ever could have been , Than to enforce the fair to live retired ? For what is beauty if it be not seen ? Or what is ' t to be seen if not admired , And though admired , unless in love desired ?
260 What greater torment ever could have been , Than to enforce the fair to live retired ? For what is beauty if it be not seen ? Or what is ' t to be seen if not admired , And though admired , unless in love desired ?
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SIR THOMAS MORE | 9 |
GEORCE GASCOIGNE | 99 |
SIR Philip SIDNEY | 105 |
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