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... nor The azured harebell , like thy veins ; no , nor The leaf of eglantine , whom
not to slander , Outsweeten ' d not thy breath . " Herrick , in an epitaph on a young
female , says , “ Hushed be all things ; no noise here But the toning of a tear , Or ...
... nor The azured harebell , like thy veins ; no , nor The leaf of eglantine , whom
not to slander , Outsweeten ' d not thy breath . " Herrick , in an epitaph on a young
female , says , “ Hushed be all things ; no noise here But the toning of a tear , Or ...
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