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Wit learns in thee perfection to express , Not thou by praise , but praise in thee is raised ; It is a praise to praise , when thou art praised . My mouth doth water , and my breast doth swell , My tongue doth itch , my thoughts in ...
Wit learns in thee perfection to express , Not thou by praise , but praise in thee is raised ; It is a praise to praise , when thou art praised . My mouth doth water , and my breast doth swell , My tongue doth itch , my thoughts in ...
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To you , to you , all song of praise is due ; Only for you the heaven forgat all measure . 10 Who hath the lips where wit in fairness reigneth ? Who womankind at once both decks and staineth ? To you , to you , all song of praise is due ...
To you , to you , all song of praise is due ; Only for you the heaven forgat all measure . 10 Who hath the lips where wit in fairness reigneth ? Who womankind at once both decks and staineth ? To you , to you , all song of praise is due ...
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But these ways Were not the paths I meant unto thy praise , For seeliest ignorance on these may light , Which when it sounds at best but echoes right ; Or blind affection which doth ne'er advance The truth , but gropes and urgeth all by ...
But these ways Were not the paths I meant unto thy praise , For seeliest ignorance on these may light , Which when it sounds at best but echoes right ; Or blind affection which doth ne'er advance The truth , but gropes and urgeth all by ...
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