Jacobean and Caroline Poetry: An AnthologyThomas Grant Steven Cain Methuen, 1981 - Počet stran: 334 |
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... art reverenced the while . Thou joy'st in better marks , of soil , of air , Of wood , of water , therein thou art fair . S Thou hast thy walks for health as well as sport 60 JACOBEAN AND CAROLINE POETRY Epitaph on Salomon Pavy, a Child ...
... art reverenced the while . Thou joy'st in better marks , of soil , of air , Of wood , of water , therein thou art fair . S Thou hast thy walks for health as well as sport 60 JACOBEAN AND CAROLINE POETRY Epitaph on Salomon Pavy, a Child ...
Strana 73
... Thou art a monument without a tomb , And art alive still while thy book doth live , And we have wits to read , and praise to give . That I not mix thee so , my brain excuses : I mean with great , but disproportioned , muses ; For if I ...
... Thou art a monument without a tomb , And art alive still while thy book doth live , And we have wits to read , and praise to give . That I not mix thee so , my brain excuses : I mean with great , but disproportioned , muses ; For if I ...
Strana 121
... Thou art still my God . ' Good men ye be to leave me my best room , Ev'n all my heart , and what is lodged there ; I pass not , I , what of the rest become , So ' Thou art still my God ' be out of fear . He will be pleased with that ...
... Thou art still my God . ' Good men ye be to leave me my best room , Ev'n all my heart , and what is lodged there ; I pass not , I , what of the rest become , So ' Thou art still my God ' be out of fear . He will be pleased with that ...
Obsah
Oh my black soul | 2 |
Why are we by all creatures waited on? | 8 |
Wilt thou love God as He thee? | 14 |
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