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Pagina 61
... He found his quiver emptied of the best , And felt the arrow sticking in his breast . a 80 14 Under a poplar Themis did repose her , And from a briar a sweetful branch did pluck : When midst the briar ere she could scarce suppose ...
... He found his quiver emptied of the best , And felt the arrow sticking in his breast . a 80 14 Under a poplar Themis did repose her , And from a briar a sweetful branch did pluck : When midst the briar ere she could scarce suppose ...
Pagina 81
... Love sleeps in him , to flame within thy breast ; Clear'd are his eyes , where thine are clad with blindness ; Freed be his thoughts , where thine must taste unrest : Yet nill she leave , for never love will leave THOMAS LODGE 81.
... Love sleeps in him , to flame within thy breast ; Clear'd are his eyes , where thine are clad with blindness ; Freed be his thoughts , where thine must taste unrest : Yet nill she leave , for never love will leave THOMAS LODGE 81.
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17 His eyes , her eyes , kindly encounter'd , His breast , her breast , oft joined close unto , His arms ' embracements oft she suffer'd , Hands , arms , eyes , tongue , lips , and all parts did woo . 100 His thigh with hers , his knee ...
17 His eyes , her eyes , kindly encounter'd , His breast , her breast , oft joined close unto , His arms ' embracements oft she suffer'd , Hands , arms , eyes , tongue , lips , and all parts did woo . 100 His thigh with hers , his knee ...
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