Lady, Your Words Do Spite Me (John Wilbye Poems)
Lady, your words do spite me,Yet your sweet lips so soft,Kiss and delight me:Your deeds my heart surcharged with over ...
Lady, your words do spite me,Yet your sweet lips so soft,Kiss and delight me:Your deeds my heart surcharged with over ...
Love not me for comely grace,For my pleasing eye or face;Nor for any outward part,No, nor for my constant heart: For ...
Oft have I vow'd how dearly I did love thee,And oft observ'd thee with all willing duty,Sighs I have sent, ...
Lady, when I behold the roses sprouting,Which clad in damask mantles deck the arbours,And then behold your lips, where sweet ...
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