The Oxford Book of Seventeenth Century VerseSir Herbert John Clifford Grierson, Geoffrey Bullough Clarendon Press, 1934 - 974 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 151
... Muse , That unto me dost such religion use ! How I doe feare my selfe , that am not worth The least indulgent thought thy pen drops forth ! At once thou mak'st me happie , and unmak'st ; And giving largely to me , more thou tak'st ...
... Muse , That unto me dost such religion use ! How I doe feare my selfe , that am not worth The least indulgent thought thy pen drops forth ! At once thou mak'st me happie , and unmak'st ; And giving largely to me , more thou tak'st ...
الصفحة 212
Sir Herbert John Clifford Grierson, Geoffrey Bullough. When th ' highest flying Muse still highest climbes ; And ... Muses . But if fond Bavius vent his clouted song , Or Maevius chaunt his thoughts in brothell charm ; The witlesse vulgar ...
Sir Herbert John Clifford Grierson, Geoffrey Bullough. When th ' highest flying Muse still highest climbes ; And ... Muses . But if fond Bavius vent his clouted song , Or Maevius chaunt his thoughts in brothell charm ; The witlesse vulgar ...
الصفحة 213
... Muse adorn'd ! Oft therefore have I chid my tender Muse ; Oft my chill breast beats off her fluttering wing : Yet when new spring her gentle rayes infuse , All storms are laid , I ' gin to chirp and sing : At length soft fires disperst ...
... Muse adorn'd ! Oft therefore have I chid my tender Muse ; Oft my chill breast beats off her fluttering wing : Yet when new spring her gentle rayes infuse , All storms are laid , I ' gin to chirp and sing : At length soft fires disperst ...
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