The Oxford Book of Seventeenth Century VerseSir Herbert John Clifford Grierson, Geoffrey Bullough Clarendon Press, 1934 - 974 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 184
... breath ; Is here , now there : so life , and death . The grasse withers , the tale is ended , The Bird is flowne , the Dew ' s ascended , The Houre is short , the span not long ; The Swan's neere death : Mans life is done . Like to the ...
... breath ; Is here , now there : so life , and death . The grasse withers , the tale is ended , The Bird is flowne , the Dew ' s ascended , The Houre is short , the span not long ; The Swan's neere death : Mans life is done . Like to the ...
الصفحة 233
Sir Herbert John Clifford Grierson, Geoffrey Bullough. Only if loves fire with the breath Of life be kindled , I doubt , With our last air ' twill be breath'd out , And quenched with the cold of death . That if affection be a line , That ...
Sir Herbert John Clifford Grierson, Geoffrey Bullough. Only if loves fire with the breath Of life be kindled , I doubt , With our last air ' twill be breath'd out , And quenched with the cold of death . That if affection be a line , That ...
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... Breath as hush't as Lovers sigh ; Or that unfolds the Morning door : Sweet , as the Winds , that gently fly , To sweep the Springs enamell'd Floor . Murmur soft Musick to her Dreams , That pure , and unpolluted run , Like to the new ...
... Breath as hush't as Lovers sigh ; Or that unfolds the Morning door : Sweet , as the Winds , that gently fly , To sweep the Springs enamell'd Floor . Murmur soft Musick to her Dreams , That pure , and unpolluted run , Like to the new ...
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