III: To Sir Robert Wroth (Ben Jonson Poems)
How blest art thou, canst love the countrey, Wroth, Whether by choyce, or fate, or both!And, though so neere the ...
How blest art thou, canst love the countrey, Wroth, Whether by choyce, or fate, or both!And, though so neere the ...
Thou art not, Penshurst, built to envious show, Of touch, or marble; nor canst boast a rowOf polish'd pillars, or ...
And must I sing? what subject shall I chuse?Or whose great name in Poets heaven use?For the more countenance to ...
And must I sing? What subject shall I choose!Or whose great name in poets' heaven use,For the more countenance to ...
Come my Celia, let us prove,While wee may, the sports of love;Time will not be ours, for'ever:He, at length, our ...
Come, my Celia, let us proveWhile we may the sports of love;Time will not be ours forever,He at length our ...
Come, my Celia, let us proveWhile we may, the sports of love;Time will not be ours forever;He at length our ...
Come, my Celia, let us prove While we may, the sports of love; Time will not be ours forever; He ...
Come, my Celia, let us prove While we may the sports of love; Time will not be ours forever, He ...
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