Astrophel and Stella: XXIII (Sir Philip Sidney Poems)
The curious wits, seeing dull pensivenessBewray itself in my long-settl'd eyes,Whence those same fumes of melancholy rise,With idle pains and ...
The curious wits, seeing dull pensivenessBewray itself in my long-settl'd eyes,Whence those same fumes of melancholy rise,With idle pains and ...
The curious wits, seeing dull pensiveness Bewray itself in my long-settl'd eyes, Whence those same fumes of melancholy rise, With ...
The curious wits seeing dull pensiveness Bewray itself in my long settled eyes, Whence those same fumes of melancholy rise, ...
I might!--unhappy word--O me, I might, And then would not, or could not, see my bliss; Till now wrapt in ...
Loving in truth, and fain in verse my love to show, That She, dear She, might take some pleasure of ...
ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: I Loving in truth, and fain in verse my love to show, That she, dear she, might ...
Loving in truth, and fain in verse my love to show, That she (dear She) might take some pleasure of ...
When Nature made her chief work, Stella's eyes, In color black why wrapp'd she beams so bright? Would she in ...
The heavenly frame sets forth the fame Of him that only thunders; The firmament, so strangely bent, Shows his handworking ...
When Nature made her chief work, Stella's eyes, In colour black why wrapt she beams so bright? Would she in ...
I might!--unhappy word--O me, I might, And then would not, or could not, see my bliss; Till now wrapt in ...
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