The Oxford Library of English Poetry: Sackville to KeatsJohn Wain Oxford University Press, 1986 - 511 pages |
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... force of constant woe ! ' Tis not in harmony to calm my griefs . ... Why do I live to say you are no more ? Why are all these things thus - Is it of force ? Is there necessity I must be miserable ? Is it of moment to the peace of Heaven ...
... force of constant woe ! ' Tis not in harmony to calm my griefs . ... Why do I live to say you are no more ? Why are all these things thus - Is it of force ? Is there necessity I must be miserable ? Is it of moment to the peace of Heaven ...
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... force to ravish , or by fraud betray ; For when success a lover's toils attends , Few ask , if fraud or force attain'd his ends . For this , ere Phoebus rose , he had implored Propitious Heaven , and every power adored : But chiefly ...
... force to ravish , or by fraud betray ; For when success a lover's toils attends , Few ask , if fraud or force attain'd his ends . For this , ere Phoebus rose , he had implored Propitious Heaven , and every power adored : But chiefly ...
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... force , and suck'd us in More eagerly at every step we took . Onward we drove beneath the Castle , down By Magdalene Bridge we went and cross'd the Cam , And at the Hoop we landed , famous Inn . My spirit was up , my thoughts were full ...
... force , and suck'd us in More eagerly at every step we took . Onward we drove beneath the Castle , down By Magdalene Bridge we went and cross'd the Cam , And at the Hoop we landed , famous Inn . My spirit was up , my thoughts were full ...
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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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