Sonnet XXIV: Rich Fools There Be (Sir Philip Sidney Poems)
Rich fools there be, whose base and filthy heart Lies hatching still the goods wherein they flow: And damning their ...
Rich fools there be, whose base and filthy heart Lies hatching still the goods wherein they flow: And damning their ...
Come Sleep! O Sleep, the certain knot of peace, The baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe, The poor man's ...
In highest way of heav'n the Sun did ride, Progressing then from fair twins' golden place: Having no scarf of ...
Come Sleep; O Sleep! the certain knot of peace, The baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe, The poor man's ...
Come, Sleep! O Sleep, the certain knot of peace, The baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe, The poor man's ...
Come Sleep! O Sleep, the certain knot of peace, The baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe, The poor man's ...
The heavenly frame sets forth the fame Of him that only thunders; The firmament, so strangely bent, Shows his handworking ...
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