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Nature herself was proud of his designs And joyed to wear the dressing of his lines ! Which were so richly spun , and woven so fit , As , since , she will vouchsafe no other wit . The merry Greek , tart Aristophanes , Neat Terence ...
Nature herself was proud of his designs And joyed to wear the dressing of his lines ! Which were so richly spun , and woven so fit , As , since , she will vouchsafe no other wit . The merry Greek , tart Aristophanes , Neat Terence ...
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Joy that ne'er was given , Save to the pure , and in their purest hour , , Life , and Life's effluence , cloud at once and shower , Joy , Lady ! is the spirit and the power , Which wedding Nature to us gives in dower A new Earth and new ...
Joy that ne'er was given , Save to the pure , and in their purest hour , , Life , and Life's effluence , cloud at once and shower , Joy , Lady ! is the spirit and the power , Which wedding Nature to us gives in dower A new Earth and new ...
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In Harmony with Nature TO A PREACHER " In harmony with nature ? " Restless fool , Who with such heat dost preach what were to thee , When true , the last impossibility , To be like Nature strong , like Nature cool !
In Harmony with Nature TO A PREACHER " In harmony with nature ? " Restless fool , Who with such heat dost preach what were to thee , When true , the last impossibility , To be like Nature strong , like Nature cool !
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In al his lyf unto no maner wight | 38 |
Of fustian 42 he wered a gypon | 45 |
JOHN SKELTON | 51 |
Urheberrecht | |
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beauty birds blood body born breath child cloud cold dark dead death delight doth dream dust earth eternal eyes face fair fall fear fire flowers give gone grace grave green grow hand hath head hear heart heaven hill hold hour land leaves light live look Lord mind morning mother move nature never night once pain pass play pleasure poor rain rest rise rose round seen sense shine sing sleep smile song soon soul sound spirit spring stand stars strong sweet tears Tell thee things thou thought tree turn unto voice walk weep wind wings young youth