Sabrinae Corolla in Hortulis Regiae Scholae Salopiensis contexuerunt tres viri [B. H. Kennedy, J. Riddell, and another], floribus legendisimpensis Georgii Bell in vico dicto Fleet Street, 1850 - 328 páginas |
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... never was moonlight so sweet as this . By the fair and brave , who blushing unite , Like the sun and wave when they meet at night ! By the tear that shews when passion is nigh , As the rain - drop flows from the heat of the sky ! By the ...
... never was moonlight so sweet as this . By the fair and brave , who blushing unite , Like the sun and wave when they meet at night ! By the tear that shews when passion is nigh , As the rain - drop flows from the heat of the sky ! By the ...
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... never grow My dark unwarming shade below ; Nor summer bud perfume the dew Of rosy blush , or yellow hue ; Nor fruits of autumn , blossom - born , My green and glossy leaves adorn ; Nor murmuring tribes from me derive The ambrosial amber ...
... never grow My dark unwarming shade below ; Nor summer bud perfume the dew Of rosy blush , or yellow hue ; Nor fruits of autumn , blossom - born , My green and glossy leaves adorn ; Nor murmuring tribes from me derive The ambrosial amber ...
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... hanged , James was drowned , John was lost and never was found ; And there was an end of her three sons , Jerry and James and John . GAMMER GURTON . Mens ferrea . Fons et caussa mei , dic , 30 30 SABRINAE COROLLA . Harington Gammer Gurton.
... hanged , James was drowned , John was lost and never was found ; And there was an end of her three sons , Jerry and James and John . GAMMER GURTON . Mens ferrea . Fons et caussa mei , dic , 30 30 SABRINAE COROLLA . Harington Gammer Gurton.
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... never rain Nor dew thy tender blossoms cover , For there was basely slain my luve , My luve , as he'd not been a lover . Much I rejoyced that waefu ' day ; I sang , my voice the woods returning : But lang ere night the spear was flown ...
... never rain Nor dew thy tender blossoms cover , For there was basely slain my luve , My luve , as he'd not been a lover . Much I rejoyced that waefu ' day ; I sang , my voice the woods returning : But lang ere night the spear was flown ...
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... never can ) Stretch our lives beyond their span , Beauty like a shadow flies , And our youth before us dies : Or , would youth and beauty stay , Love hath wings , and will away . Love hath swifter wings than Time ; Change in Love to ...
... never can ) Stretch our lives beyond their span , Beauty like a shadow flies , And our youth before us dies : Or , would youth and beauty stay , Love hath wings , and will away . Love hath swifter wings than Time ; Change in Love to ...