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Pagina 13
My wind , cooling my broth , As fast lock'd up in sleep , as guiltless labor Would blow me to an ague , when I thought When it lies starkly in the traveller's bones . What harm a wind too great might do at sea .
My wind , cooling my broth , As fast lock'd up in sleep , as guiltless labor Would blow me to an ague , when I thought When it lies starkly in the traveller's bones . What harm a wind too great might do at sea .
Pagina 72
But yet thou art my flesh , my blood , my Nor rain , wind , thunder , fire , are my daughters : daughter , I tax not you , you elements , with unkindness , Or , rather , a disease that ' s in my flesh , I never gave you kingdom , call'd ...
But yet thou art my flesh , my blood , my Nor rain , wind , thunder , fire , are my daughters : daughter , I tax not you , you elements , with unkindness , Or , rather , a disease that ' s in my flesh , I never gave you kingdom , call'd ...
Pagina 160
And even the highest pow'rs of heaven to Birds , voices , instruments , winds , waters , all check , The joyous birds ... The water's fall , with difference discreet , Now soft , now loud , unto the wind did call ; The gentle warbling ...
And even the highest pow'rs of heaven to Birds , voices , instruments , winds , waters , all check , The joyous birds ... The water's fall , with difference discreet , Now soft , now loud , unto the wind did call ; The gentle warbling ...
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