Spencer to CrabbeOxford University Press, 1990 |
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Page 109
... tears ; why she , even she , — O God ! a beast , that wants discourse of reason , Would have mourn'd longer , —married with mine uncle , My father's brother , but no more like my father Than I to Hercules : within a month , Ere yet the ...
... tears ; why she , even she , — O God ! a beast , that wants discourse of reason , Would have mourn'd longer , —married with mine uncle , My father's brother , but no more like my father Than I to Hercules : within a month , Ere yet the ...
Page 495
... tears of brightest eyes could ease ; Hear me , and touch Belinda with chagrin , That single act gives half the world the spleen . ' The Goddess with a discontented air Seems to reject him , though she grants his prayer . A wonderous bag ...
... tears of brightest eyes could ease ; Hear me , and touch Belinda with chagrin , That single act gives half the world the spleen . ' The Goddess with a discontented air Seems to reject him , though she grants his prayer . A wonderous bag ...
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... tears subside ; If Passion rule us , be that passion pride ; If Reason , Reason bids us strive to raise Our fallen hearts , and be like him we praise ; Or , if Affection still the soul subdue , Bring all his virtues , all his worth in ...
... tears subside ; If Passion rule us , be that passion pride ; If Reason , Reason bids us strive to raise Our fallen hearts , and be like him we praise ; Or , if Affection still the soul subdue , Bring all his virtues , all his worth in ...
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SIR WALTER RALEIGH 15521618 | 33 |
FULKE GREVILLE LORD BROOKE 15541628 | 49 |
GEORGE CHAPMAN 15601634 | 54 |
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