The Oxford Library of English Poetry: Sackville to KeatsJohn Wain Oxford University Press, 1986 - 511 pages |
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Page 103
... face was fair , And yet that face forsake ? How could you win my virgin heart , Yet leave that heart to break ? ' Why did you say , my lip was sweet , And made the scarlet pale ? And why did I , young , witless maid ! Believe the ...
... face was fair , And yet that face forsake ? How could you win my virgin heart , Yet leave that heart to break ? ' Why did you say , my lip was sweet , And made the scarlet pale ? And why did I , young , witless maid ! Believe the ...
Page 105
... Face to Face , I see Thee Face to Face , and live : In vain I have not wept , and strove , Thy Nature , and thy Name is Love . I know Thee , Saviour , who Thou art , 105 CHARLES WESLEY.
... Face to Face , I see Thee Face to Face , and live : In vain I have not wept , and strove , Thy Nature , and thy Name is Love . I know Thee , Saviour , who Thou art , 105 CHARLES WESLEY.
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... face He mark'd the features of her vagrant race ; When a light laugh and roguish leer express'd The vice implanted in her youthful breast : Forth from the tent her elder brother came , Who seem'd offended , yet forbore to blame The ...
... face He mark'd the features of her vagrant race ; When a light laugh and roguish leer express'd The vice implanted in her youthful breast : Forth from the tent her elder brother came , Who seem'd offended , yet forbore to blame The ...
Contents
CHARLES SACKVILLE EARL Of Dorset 16381706 | 1 |
ANNE COUNTESS OF WINCHILSEA ?16601720 | 10 |
WILLIAM CONGREVE 16701729 | 19 |
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