Seventeenth Century Poetry: An Anthology |
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47. oldal
Tell us , for oracles must still ascend , For those that crave them at your tomb : Tell us , where are those beauties now become , And what they now intend ? Tell us , alas , that cannot tell our grief , Or hope relief .
Tell us , for oracles must still ascend , For those that crave them at your tomb : Tell us , where are those beauties now become , And what they now intend ? Tell us , alas , that cannot tell our grief , Or hope relief .
74. oldal
1592-1669 Sonnet Tell me no more how fair she is , I have no mind to hear The story of that distant bliss I never shall come near : By sad experience I have found That her perfection is my wound . And tell me not how fond I am To tempt ...
1592-1669 Sonnet Tell me no more how fair she is , I have no mind to hear The story of that distant bliss I never shall come near : By sad experience I have found That her perfection is my wound . And tell me not how fond I am To tempt ...
116. oldal
Tell her that wastes her time and me , That now she knows , When I resemble her to thee , How sweet and fair she seems to be . Tell her that's young , And shuns to have her graces spied , That hadst thou sprung In deserts , where no men ...
Tell her that wastes her time and me , That now she knows , When I resemble her to thee , How sweet and fair she seems to be . Tell her that's young , And shuns to have her graces spied , That hadst thou sprung In deserts , where no men ...
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Holy Sonnets I VII X XIII | 21 |
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