The Oxford Library of English Poetry: Sackville to KeatsJohn Wain Oxford University Press, 1986 - 511 pages |
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... heart was ne'er disguis'd : Ah why , sweet St. John , cannot I thee find ? St. John for ev'ry social virtue priz'd.- Alas ! to foreign climates he's confin'd , Or else to see thee here I well surmiz'd : Thou too , my Swift , dost ...
... heart was ne'er disguis'd : Ah why , sweet St. John , cannot I thee find ? St. John for ev'ry social virtue priz'd.- Alas ! to foreign climates he's confin'd , Or else to see thee here I well surmiz'd : Thou too , my Swift , dost ...
Page 88
... heart , And she lives in our alley . When she is by , I leave my work , I love her so sincerely ; My master comes like any Turk , And bangs me most severely : But let him bang his bellyful , I'll bear it all for Sally ; She is the ...
... heart , And she lives in our alley . When she is by , I leave my work , I love her so sincerely ; My master comes like any Turk , And bangs me most severely : But let him bang his bellyful , I'll bear it all for Sally ; She is the ...
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... heart of man , and human life . Therefore , although it be a history Homely and rude , I will relate the same For the delight of a few natural hearts ; And , with yet fonder feeling , for the sake Of youthful Poets , who among these ...
... heart of man , and human life . Therefore , although it be a history Homely and rude , I will relate the same For the delight of a few natural hearts ; And , with yet fonder feeling , for the sake Of youthful Poets , who among these ...
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CHARLES SACKVILLE EARL Of Dorset 16381706 | 1 |
ANNE COUNTESS OF WINCHILSEA ?16601720 | 10 |
WILLIAM CONGREVE 16701729 | 19 |
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