Leave Me, O Love Which Reachest But To Dust (Sir Philip Sidney Poems)
Leave me, O love which reachest but to dust, And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things; Grow rich in ...
Leave me, O love which reachest but to dust, And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things; Grow rich in ...
Who hath his fancy pleased With fruits of happy sight, Let here his eyes be raised On Nature's sweetest light; ...
Leave me, O Love, which reachest but to dust, And thou my mind aspire to higher things: Grow rich in ...
Some lovers speak when they their Muses entertain, Of hopes begot by fear, of wot not what desires: Of force ...
When Nature made her chief work, Stella's eyes, In color black why wrapp'd she beams so bright? Would she in ...
Leave me, O Love, which reachest but to dust, And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things! Grow rich in ...
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