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Here is my hand for my true constancy ; And when that hour o'er - slips me in the day , Wherein I sigh not , Julia , for thy sake , The next ensuing hour some foul mischance Torment me for my love's forgetfulness .
Here is my hand for my true constancy ; And when that hour o'er - slips me in the day , Wherein I sigh not , Julia , for thy sake , The next ensuing hour some foul mischance Torment me for my love's forgetfulness .
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Is it mine eye , or Valentinus ' praise , Her true perfection , or my false transgression , That makes me , reasonless , to reason thus ? She's fair , and so is Julia that I love ;That I did love , for now my love is thaw'd , Which ...
Is it mine eye , or Valentinus ' praise , Her true perfection , or my false transgression , That makes me , reasonless , to reason thus ? She's fair , and so is Julia that I love ;That I did love , for now my love is thaw'd , Which ...
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A true - devoted pilgrim is not weary To measure kingdoms with his feeble steps , Much less shall she , that hath love's wings to fly ; And when the flight is made to one so dear , Of such divine perfection , as sir Proteus . Luc .
A true - devoted pilgrim is not weary To measure kingdoms with his feeble steps , Much less shall she , that hath love's wings to fly ; And when the flight is made to one so dear , Of such divine perfection , as sir Proteus . Luc .
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Under the colour of commending him , I have access my own love to preser ; But Silvia is too fair , too true , too holy , To be corrupted with my worthless gists . When I protest true loyalty to her , She twits me with my falsehood to ...
Under the colour of commending him , I have access my own love to preser ; But Silvia is too fair , too true , too holy , To be corrupted with my worthless gists . When I protest true loyalty to her , She twits me with my falsehood to ...
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Twere false , if I should speak it ; As when thy lady and thy true love died , For , I am sure , she is not buried . Upon whose grave thou vow'dst pure chastity . Sil . Say , that she be ; yet Valentine , thy friend , Sir Eglamour ...
Twere false , if I should speak it ; As when thy lady and thy true love died , For , I am sure , she is not buried . Upon whose grave thou vow'dst pure chastity . Sil . Say , that she be ; yet Valentine , thy friend , Sir Eglamour ...
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