An Oxford Anthology of English PoetryHoward Foster Lowry, Willard Thorp |
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... wound : Full many thou hast pricked to the hart , that pitty neuer found : Therefore henceforth some pitty take , when thou doest spoyle of louers make . 40 She tooke him streight full pitiously lamenting , and wrapt him in her smock ...
... wound : Full many thou hast pricked to the hart , that pitty neuer found : Therefore henceforth some pitty take , when thou doest spoyle of louers make . 40 She tooke him streight full pitiously lamenting , and wrapt him in her smock ...
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... wound , which day and night Whilome doth rancle in my riuen brest , With forced fury following his 291 be- hest , Me hither brought by wayes yet neuer found , 60 You to haue helpt I hold my selfe yet blest . Ah curteous knight ( quoth ...
... wound , which day and night Whilome doth rancle in my riuen brest , With forced fury following his 291 be- hest , Me hither brought by wayes yet neuer found , 60 You to haue helpt I hold my selfe yet blest . Ah curteous knight ( quoth ...
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... wound thus wantonly inflicted . It may be well said that these wretched men know not what they do . They scatter their in- sults and their slanders without heed as to whether the poisoned shaft lights on a heart made callous by many ...
... wound thus wantonly inflicted . It may be well said that these wretched men know not what they do . They scatter their in- sults and their slanders without heed as to whether the poisoned shaft lights on a heart made callous by many ...
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