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71. oldal
Think I think that love should know ye , Will you think ' tis but a thinking ? But if love the thought do show ye , Will ye lose your eyes with winking ? Write that I do write you blessed , Will you write ' tis but a writing ?
Think I think that love should know ye , Will you think ' tis but a thinking ? But if love the thought do show ye , Will ye lose your eyes with winking ? Write that I do write you blessed , Will you write ' tis but a writing ?
142. oldal
I write of vouth , of love , and have access By these to sing of cleanly wantonness . I sing of dews , of rains , and , piece by piece , Of balm , of oil , of spice , and ambergris . I sing of times trans - shifting , and I write How ...
I write of vouth , of love , and have access By these to sing of cleanly wantonness . I sing of dews , of rains , and , piece by piece , Of balm , of oil , of spice , and ambergris . I sing of times trans - shifting , and I write How ...
221. oldal
Why did I write ? what sin 28 to me unknown Dipt me in ink , my parents ' , or my own ? As yet a child , nor yet a fool to fame , I lisp'd in numbers , 29 for the numbers came . I left no calling for this idle trade , No duty broke ...
Why did I write ? what sin 28 to me unknown Dipt me in ink , my parents ' , or my own ? As yet a child , nor yet a fool to fame , I lisp'd in numbers , 29 for the numbers came . I left no calling for this idle trade , No duty broke ...
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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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