Song – No, no, fair heretic – from Aglaura (John Suckling Poems)
No, no, fair heretic, it needs must beBut an ill love in me,And worse for thee.For were it in my ...
No, no, fair heretic, it needs must beBut an ill love in me,And worse for thee.For were it in my ...
They would have spared life to any of their English prisoners who should consent to profess Mahometanism, by repeating the ...
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter,And from the orchard a voice echoes and echoes ...
In the streets of Constance was heard the shout, ``Masters! bring the arch—heretic out!'' The stake had been planted, the ...
"Black sheep, black sheep, have you any wool?""Yes, sir—yes, sir: three bags full.""I don't want any New Thought," said he,"Or ...
Doubting Thomas and loving John, Behind the others walking on: "Tell me now, John, dare you ...
IN San Gianni Lateran, Dey've cot a flight of shdairs, More woonderful ash nefer vas, As Latin pooks declares. For ...
Who is a Christian in this Christian land Of many churches and of lofty spires? Not he who sits in ...
PreparednessFor all your days prepare, And meet them ever alike: When you are the anvil, bear-- ...
Oh if Murphy had been right, the story would have ended oh so differently He was right, the world was ...
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter, And from the orchard a voice echoes and ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
Flesh is heretic. My body is a witch. I am burning it. Yes I am torching ber curves and paps ...
DIRE was the hate at old Harlaw, That Scot to Scot did carry; And dire the discord Langside saw For ...
ORTHODOX! orthodox, who believe in John Knox, Let me sound an alarm to your conscience: A heretic blast has been ...
Call him not heretic whose works attest His faith in goodness by no creed confessed. Whatever in love's name is ...
I WILL take an egg out of the robin's nest in the orchard, I will take a branch of gooseberries ...
'Your ringlets, your ringlets, That look so golden-gay, If you will give me one, but one, To kiss it night ...
If my dear love were but the child of state, It might for Fortune's bastard be unfathered, As subject to ...
If my dear love were but the child of state, It might for Fortune's bastard be unfather'd' As subject to ...
Come, send round the wine, and leave points of belief To simpleton sages and reasoning fools; This moment's a flower ...
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