An Oxford Anthology of English PoetryHoward Foster Lowry, Willard Thorp |
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... hast got Of simple hearts , through love's shot ; By whom unkind thou hast them won , Think not he hath his bow forgot , Although my lute and I have done . Vengeance shall fall on thy disdain , That makest but game on earnest pain ...
... hast got Of simple hearts , through love's shot ; By whom unkind thou hast them won , Think not he hath his bow forgot , Although my lute and I have done . Vengeance shall fall on thy disdain , That makest but game on earnest pain ...
Page 170
... hast , Whiles Una with huge heauinesse op- prest , Could not for sorrow follow him so fast ; And soone he came , as he the place had ghest , Whereas that Pagan proud him selfe did rest , In secret shadow by a fountaine side : Euen he it ...
... hast , Whiles Una with huge heauinesse op- prest , Could not for sorrow follow him so fast ; And soone he came , as he the place had ghest , Whereas that Pagan proud him selfe did rest , In secret shadow by a fountaine side : Euen he it ...
Page 532
... hast achiev'd a part ; hast gain'd the ear Of Britain's senate to thy glorious cause ; Hope smiles , joy springs , and tho ' cold caution pause And weave delay , the better hour is near , That shall remunerate thy toils severe By peace ...
... hast achiev'd a part ; hast gain'd the ear Of Britain's senate to thy glorious cause ; Hope smiles , joy springs , and tho ' cold caution pause And weave delay , the better hour is near , That shall remunerate thy toils severe By peace ...
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