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الصفحة 266
–1641 ) O SWEET CONTENT ART thou poor , yet hast thou golden slumbers ? O sweet content ! Art thou rich , yet is thy mind perplexed ? O punishment ! Dost thou laugh to see how fools are vexed 5 To add to golden numbers , golden numbers ...
–1641 ) O SWEET CONTENT ART thou poor , yet hast thou golden slumbers ? O sweet content ! Art thou rich , yet is thy mind perplexed ? O punishment ! Dost thou laugh to see how fools are vexed 5 To add to golden numbers , golden numbers ...
الصفحة 371
Ask me no more whither doth haste The nightingale , when May is past ; For in your sweet dividing throat She winters , and keeps warm her note . Ask me no more where those stars ' light , That downwards fall in dead of night ; For in ...
Ask me no more whither doth haste The nightingale , when May is past ; For in your sweet dividing throat She winters , and keeps warm her note . Ask me no more where those stars ' light , That downwards fall in dead of night ; For in ...
الصفحة 375
When I lie within my bed , Sick in heart , and sick in head , And with doubts discomforted , Sweet Spirit , comfort me ! 5 When the house doth sigh and weep , And the world is drowned in sleep , Yet mine eyes the watch do keep , Sweet ...
When I lie within my bed , Sick in heart , and sick in head , And with doubts discomforted , Sweet Spirit , comfort me ! 5 When the house doth sigh and weep , And the world is drowned in sleep , Yet mine eyes the watch do keep , Sweet ...
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