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الصفحة 254
1602 The truth shall be thy warrant : Go , since I needs must die , And give the world the lie . Say to the court , it glows And shines like rotten wood ; Say to the church , it shows What's good , and doth no good : If church and court ...
1602 The truth shall be thy warrant : Go , since I needs must die , And give the world the lie . Say to the court , it glows And shines like rotten wood ; Say to the church , it shows What's good , and doth no good : If church and court ...
الصفحة 277
Why should I strive to make her live for5 ever , That never deigns to give me joy to live ? Why should m ' afflicted Muse so much endeavour Such honour unto cruelty to give ? If her defects have purchased her this fame , What should her ...
Why should I strive to make her live for5 ever , That never deigns to give me joy to live ? Why should m ' afflicted Muse so much endeavour Such honour unto cruelty to give ? If her defects have purchased her this fame , What should her ...
الصفحة 446
Would bounteous Heaven once more indulge , I'd choose 95 105 ( For who would so much satisfaction lose As witty nymphs , in conversation , give ? ) 100 Near some obliging modest fair to live : For there's that sweetness in a female mind ...
Would bounteous Heaven once more indulge , I'd choose 95 105 ( For who would so much satisfaction lose As witty nymphs , in conversation , give ? ) 100 Near some obliging modest fair to live : For there's that sweetness in a female mind ...
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