PoetryVicesimus Knox S. Walker, 1825 |
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... Lies the subject of all verse , Sydney's sister , Pembroke's mother : Death , ere thou hast slain another , Fair , and wise , and good as she , Time shall throw his dart at thee . By BEN JONSON . UNDERNEATH this stone doth lie As much ...
... Lies the subject of all verse , Sydney's sister , Pembroke's mother : Death , ere thou hast slain another , Fair , and wise , and good as she , Time shall throw his dart at thee . By BEN JONSON . UNDERNEATH this stone doth lie As much ...
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... lies a head that often ach'd ; Here lie two hands that always shak'd ; Here lies a brain of odd conceit ; Here lies a heart that often beat ; Here lie two eyes that daily wept , And in the night but seldom slept ; Here lies a tongue ...
... lies a head that often ach'd ; Here lie two hands that always shak'd ; Here lies a brain of odd conceit ; Here lies a heart that often beat ; Here lie two eyes that daily wept , And in the night but seldom slept ; Here lies a tongue ...
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... lies honest William , whose heart was Oil , vinegar , sugar , and saltness agree : To make out the dinner full certain I am That Ridge¶ is anchovy , and Reynolds ** is lamb ; [ rule , a mint , While the owner ne'er knew half the good ...
... lies honest William , whose heart was Oil , vinegar , sugar , and saltness agree : To make out the dinner full certain I am That Ridge¶ is anchovy , and Reynolds ** is lamb ; [ rule , a mint , While the owner ne'er knew half the good ...
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