XXXVIII: An Elegie vpon the Death of the most Illustrious Prince Henrie (John Hagthorpe Poems)
I doe not grieue when some vnwholsome aire Mildewes rich fields, nor when the clusters faireOf Claret, rot through too abundant ...
I doe not grieue when some vnwholsome aire Mildewes rich fields, nor when the clusters faireOf Claret, rot through too abundant ...
Again those heavy tidings. On the breeze Laden with death, they come. A thousand more Stiff on the sod of Tauris: yon ...
Mean while the heinous and despiteful act Of Satan, done in Paradise; and how He, in the serpent, had perverted ...
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