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From The Sonnets a a 18 Shall I compare thee to a summer's day ? Thou art more lovely and more temperate : Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May , And summer's lease hath all too short a date : Sometime too hot the eye of heaven ...
From The Sonnets a a 18 Shall I compare thee to a summer's day ? Thou art more lovely and more temperate : Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May , And summer's lease hath all too short a date : Sometime too hot the eye of heaven ...
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The summer's flower is to the summer sweet , Though to itself it only live and die : But if that flower with base infection meet , The basest weed outbraves his dignity : For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds ; Lilies that ...
The summer's flower is to the summer sweet , Though to itself it only live and die : But if that flower with base infection meet , The basest weed outbraves his dignity : For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds ; Lilies that ...
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Now the hedgerow Is blanched for an hour with transitory blossom 15 Of snow , a bloom more sudden Than that of summer , neither budding nor fading , Not in the scheme of generation . Where is the summer , the unimaginable Zero summer ?
Now the hedgerow Is blanched for an hour with transitory blossom 15 Of snow , a bloom more sudden Than that of summer , neither budding nor fading , Not in the scheme of generation . Where is the summer , the unimaginable Zero summer ?
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PART | 3 |
Sir Patrick Spens | 40 |
The Bitter Withy | 46 |
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