Poetry of the English Renaissance, 1509-1660 |
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With sweet remembrance of his pleasures past , And fresh delights of lusty youth forewaste ; Recounting which , how would he sob and shriek , And to be young again of Jove beseek ! 310 But , and the cruel fates so fixed be That time ...
With sweet remembrance of his pleasures past , And fresh delights of lusty youth forewaste ; Recounting which , how would he sob and shriek , And to be young again of Jove beseek ! 310 But , and the cruel fates so fixed be That time ...
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But when I waked it was not so , In youth is pleasure , in youth is pleasure . Therefore my heart is surely pight Of her alone to have a sight , Which is my joy and heart's delight , In youth is pleasure , in youth is pleasure .
But when I waked it was not so , In youth is pleasure , in youth is pleasure . Therefore my heart is surely pight Of her alone to have a sight , Which is my joy and heart's delight , In youth is pleasure , in youth is pleasure .
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Maturer autumn , heat of youth allayed , The sober mean ' twixt youth and age , more staid And temperate , in summer's wane repairs , His reverend temples sprinkled with grey hairs . Then comes old winter , void of all delight ...
Maturer autumn , heat of youth allayed , The sober mean ' twixt youth and age , more staid And temperate , in summer's wane repairs , His reverend temples sprinkled with grey hairs . Then comes old winter , void of all delight ...
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SIR THOMAS MORE | 9 |
GEORCE GASCOIGNE | 99 |
SIR Philip SIDNEY | 105 |
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