Astrophel And Stella-Eleventh Song (Sir Philip Sidney Poems)
"Who is it that this dark night Underneath my window plaineth?" 'It is one who from thy sight Being, ah! ...
"Who is it that this dark night Underneath my window plaineth?" 'It is one who from thy sight Being, ah! ...
Ring out your bells, let mourning shows be spread; For Love is dead-- All love is dead, infected With plague ...
Highway, since you my chief Parnassus be, And that my Muse, to some ears not unsweet, Tempers her words to ...
The curious wits seeing dull pensiveness Bewray itself in my long settled eyes, Whence those same fumes of melancholy rise, ...
Highway, since you my chief Parnassus be, And that my Muse, to some ears not unsweet, Tempers her words to ...
Highway, since you my chief Parnassus be, And that my Muse, to some ears not unsweet, Tempers her words to ...
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