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... fear : " For there his smell with others being mingled , The hot scent - snuffing hounds are driven to doubt , Ceasing their clamorous cry till they have singled With much ado the cold fault cleanly out ; Then do they spend their mouths ...
... fear : " For there his smell with others being mingled , The hot scent - snuffing hounds are driven to doubt , Ceasing their clamorous cry till they have singled With much ado the cold fault cleanly out ; Then do they spend their mouths ...
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... fear it yield me still so bad a harvest . I leave it to your honourable survey , and your honour to your heart's content ; which I wish may always answer your own wish , and the world's hopeful expectation . Your Honour's in all duty ...
... fear it yield me still so bad a harvest . I leave it to your honourable survey , and your honour to your heart's content ; which I wish may always answer your own wish , and the world's hopeful expectation . Your Honour's in all duty ...
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... fear , Jealous of catching , swiftly doth forsake him , With her the horse , and left Adonis there : As they were mad unto the wood they hie them , Out - stripping crows that strive to over - fly them . All swoln with chasing down ...
... fear , Jealous of catching , swiftly doth forsake him , With her the horse , and left Adonis there : As they were mad unto the wood they hie them , Out - stripping crows that strive to over - fly them . All swoln with chasing down ...
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... fear of slips , Set thy seal - manual on my wax - red lips . " A thousand kisses buys my heart from me ; And pay them at thy leisure , one by one . What is ten hundred touches unto thee ? Are they not quickly told , and quickly gone ...
... fear of slips , Set thy seal - manual on my wax - red lips . " A thousand kisses buys my heart from me ; And pay them at thy leisure , one by one . What is ten hundred touches unto thee ? Are they not quickly told , and quickly gone ...
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... fear'd thy fortune , and my joints did tremble . " Didst thou not mark my face ? Was it not white ? Saw'st thou not signs of fear lurk in mine eye ? Grew I not faint ? And fell I not downright ? Within my bosom , whereon thou dost lie ...
... fear'd thy fortune , and my joints did tremble . " Didst thou not mark my face ? Was it not white ? Saw'st thou not signs of fear lurk in mine eye ? Grew I not faint ? And fell I not downright ? Within my bosom , whereon thou dost lie ...
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Page 169 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
Page 148 - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least ; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
Page 161 - Gainst death and all-oblivious enmity Shall you pace forth ; your praise shall still find room, Even in the eyes of all posterity That wear this world out to the ending doom. So, till the judgment that yourself arise, You live in this, and dwell in lovers
Page 149 - And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight : Then can I grieve at grievances foregone, And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan, Which I new pay as if not paid before. But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end.
Page 163 - gainst his glory fight, And Time that gave doth now his gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth, And delves the parallels in beauty's brow; Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow : And yet, to times in hope my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand.
Page 161 - Nor dare I question with my jealous thought Where you may be, or your affairs suppose, But, like a sad slave, stay and think of nought Save where you are how happy you make those. So true a fool is love that in your will. Though you do anything, he thinks no ill.
Page 184 - Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul Of the wide world dreaming on things to come, Can yet the lease of my true love control, Supposed as forfeit to a confined doom. The mortal moon hath her eclipse endured, And the sad augurs mock their own presage ; Incertainties now crown themselves assured, And peace proclaims olives of endless age.
Page 150 - Had my friend's Muse grown with this growing age, A dearer birth than this his love had brought, To march in ranks of better equipage: But since he died, and poets better prove, Theirs for their style I'll read, his for his love.
Page 142 - That this huge stage presenteth nought but shows Whereon the stars in secret influence comment ; When I perceive that men as plants increase, Cheered and check'd even by the self-same sky, Vaunt in their youthful sap, at height decrease, And wear their brave state out of memory ; Then the conceit of this inconstant stay Sets you most rich in youth before my sight, Where wasteful Time debateth with Decay, To change your day of youth to sullied night; And all in war with Time for love of you, As he...
Page 143 - But thy eternal summer shall not fade Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest ; Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou growest : So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, So long lives this and this gives life to thee.