Sonnet 54 (Edmund Spenser Poems)
Of this worlds theatre in which we stay, My love like the spectator ydly sits Beholding me that all the ...
Of this worlds theatre in which we stay, My love like the spectator ydly sits Beholding me that all the ...
OF this worlds Theatre in which we stay, My loue lyke the Spectator ydly sits beholding me that all the ...
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