PoetryVicesimus Knox S. Walker, 1825 |
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4. oldal
... hast not lov'd- Or if thou hast not sate as I do now , Wearying thy hearer in thy mistress ' praise , Thou hast not lov'd- Or if thou hast not broke from company Abruptly , as my passion now makes me , Thou hast not lov'd- Description ...
... hast not lov'd- Or if thou hast not sate as I do now , Wearying thy hearer in thy mistress ' praise , Thou hast not lov'd- Or if thou hast not broke from company Abruptly , as my passion now makes me , Thou hast not lov'd- Description ...
12. oldal
... hast not , still thou striv'st to get ; | And what thou hast , forgett'st . Thou art not certain ; For thy complexion shifts to strange effects , After the moon . If thou art rich , thou ' rt poor ; | For , like an ass , whose back with ...
... hast not , still thou striv'st to get ; | And what thou hast , forgett'st . Thou art not certain ; For thy complexion shifts to strange effects , After the moon . If thou art rich , thou ' rt poor ; | For , like an ass , whose back with ...
110. oldal
... Hast . The resty knaves are overrun with As plenty ever is the nurse of faction : [ ease , If in good days , like these , the headstrong herd Grow madly wanton , and repine , it is Because the reins of pow'r are held too slack , And ...
... Hast . The resty knaves are overrun with As plenty ever is the nurse of faction : [ ease , If in good days , like these , the headstrong herd Grow madly wanton , and repine , it is Because the reins of pow'r are held too slack , And ...
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