Tudor Poetry and Prose, Volume 10John William Hebel Appleton-Century-Crofts, 1953 - 1375 pagina's |
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Pagina 18
... seek how best that I may please , My lost labor , alas , is all in vain . Yet that I gave I cannot call again ; No place from me my grief away can take , Wherefore with tears , my bed , I thee forsake . FROM Egerton Ms. 2711 [ The lover ...
... seek how best that I may please , My lost labor , alas , is all in vain . Yet that I gave I cannot call again ; No place from me my grief away can take , Wherefore with tears , my bed , I thee forsake . FROM Egerton Ms. 2711 [ The lover ...
Pagina 23
... seek the best And find the worst , by error as they stray . And no marvel , when sight is so oppressed , And blinds the guide ; anon out of the way Goeth guide and all in seeking quiet life . O wretched minds , there is no gold that may ...
... seek the best And find the worst , by error as they stray . And no marvel , when sight is so oppressed , And blinds the guide ; anon out of the way Goeth guide and all in seeking quiet life . O wretched minds , there is no gold that may ...
Pagina 54
... seek some otherwhere , Impórtune me no more ! How many weeping eyes I made to pine with woe , How many sighing hearts , I have no skill to show ; Yet I the prouder grew , and answered them therefore , Go , go , go , seek some otherwhere ...
... seek some otherwhere , Impórtune me no more ! How many weeping eyes I made to pine with woe , How many sighing hearts , I have no skill to show ; Yet I the prouder grew , and answered them therefore , Go , go , go , seek some otherwhere ...
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