A Mock Song (Richard Lovelace Poems)
I.Now Whitehall's in the grave,And our head is our slave,The bright pearl in his close shell of oyster;Now the miter ...
I.Now Whitehall's in the grave,And our head is our slave,The bright pearl in his close shell of oyster;Now the miter ...
I. Not the Pellaean Conquerour, To whose insatiate restless Mind The spacious Globe too narrow did appear; It made him ...
DE picknock oud at Spraker's Wood:- It melt de soul und fire de plood. Id sofly slid from cakes und ...
Tentanda via est, etc. What shall I do to be forever known, And make the age ...
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