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190. oldal
The stars did entertain my sense ; And all the works of God so bright and pure , So rich and great did seem As if they ever must endure In my esteem . A native health and innocence Within my bones did grow ; And while my God did all his ...
The stars did entertain my sense ; And all the works of God so bright and pure , So rich and great did seem As if they ever must endure In my esteem . A native health and innocence Within my bones did grow ; And while my God did all his ...
206. oldal
Others for language all their care express , And value books , as women men , for dress ; Their praise is still the style is excellent ; The Sense , they humbly take upon content . Words are like leaves ; and where they most abound ...
Others for language all their care express , And value books , as women men , for dress ; Their praise is still the style is excellent ; The Sense , they humbly take upon content . Words are like leaves ; and where they most abound ...
208. oldal
Avoid extremes ; and shun the fault of such Who still are pleased too little or too much , At every trifle scorn to take offence ; That always shows great pride , or little sense ; Those heads , as stomachs , are not sure the best ...
Avoid extremes ; and shun the fault of such Who still are pleased too little or too much , At every trifle scorn to take offence ; That always shows great pride , or little sense ; Those heads , as stomachs , are not sure the best ...
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In al his lyf unto no maner wight | 38 |
Of fustian 42 he wered a gypon | 45 |
JOHN SKELTON | 51 |
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beauty birds blood body born breath child cloud cold dark dead death delight doth dream dust earth eternal eyes face fair fall fear fire flowers give gone grace grave green grow hand hath head hear heart heaven hill hold hour land leaves light live look Lord mind morning mother move nature never night once pain pass play pleasure poor rain rest rise rose round seen sense shine sing sleep smile song soon soul sound spirit spring stand stars strong sweet tears Tell thee things thou thought tree turn unto voice walk weep wind wings young youth