Poetry of the English Renaissance, 1509-1660 |
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Toll on your passing bell , Ring out my doleful knell ; Farewell , farewell , my pleasThy sound my death abroad will ures past ! tell , Welcome , my present pain ! For I must die , I feel my torment so increase There is no remedy .
Toll on your passing bell , Ring out my doleful knell ; Farewell , farewell , my pleasThy sound my death abroad will ures past ! tell , Welcome , my present pain ! For I must die , I feel my torment so increase There is no remedy .
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334 And for to forge false cockets , free to pass ; That manners make them give their betters place , And use good words , though deeds be nothing gay . But here methinks my priests begin to frown And say that thus they shall be ...
334 And for to forge false cockets , free to pass ; That manners make them give their betters place , And use good words , though deeds be nothing gay . But here methinks my priests begin to frown And say that thus they shall be ...
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So shall I never pass , for how should I Procure this sacrifice amongst the living ? Time hath long since worn out the memory Both of my life and life's unjust depriving ; Sorrow for me is dead for aye reviving .
So shall I never pass , for how should I Procure this sacrifice amongst the living ? Time hath long since worn out the memory Both of my life and life's unjust depriving ; Sorrow for me is dead for aye reviving .
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SIR THOMAS MORE | 9 |
GEORCE GASCOIGNE | 99 |
SIR Philip SIDNEY | 105 |
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