English Lyrics Chaucer to Poe 1340-1809Methuen and Company, 1897 - 412 páginas |
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... lady cometh , that all this may disteyne ! Thy faire body , let it not appere , Lavyne ; and thou , Lucrece of Rome toun , And Polixene , that boughten love so dere , And Cleopatre , with all thy passioun , Hide ye your trouthe of love ...
... lady cometh , that all this may disteyne ! Thy faire body , let it not appere , Lavyne ; and thou , Lucrece of Rome toun , And Polixene , that boughten love so dere , And Cleopatre , with all thy passioun , Hide ye your trouthe of love ...
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... lady dance ; And in that temple , with her eyen clere , Me caughtë first my rightë lady dere . And yonder have I heard full lustily My derë hertë laugh , and yonder play Saw I her onës eke full blissfully . And yonder onës to me gan she ...
... lady dance ; And in that temple , with her eyen clere , Me caughtë first my rightë lady dere . And yonder have I heard full lustily My derë hertë laugh , and yonder play Saw I her onës eke full blissfully . And yonder onës to me gan she ...
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... lady dere So womanly , with voice melodious , Singing so well , so goodly , and so clere , That in my soul yet methinketh I hear The blissful sound ; and , in that yonder place , My lady first me took unto her grace . ' III A song of ...
... lady dere So womanly , with voice melodious , Singing so well , so goodly , and so clere , That in my soul yet methinketh I hear The blissful sound ; and , in that yonder place , My lady first me took unto her grace . ' III A song of ...
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... lady's depë sicknesse sore . I prove it thus , for in no other place Of all this town , save only in this space , Feel I no wind that souneth so like pain . It saith : - " Alas ! why twinnèd be we twain ? " › Geoffrey Chaucer . 3 ...
... lady's depë sicknesse sore . I prove it thus , for in no other place Of all this town , save only in this space , Feel I no wind that souneth so like pain . It saith : - " Alas ! why twinnèd be we twain ? " › Geoffrey Chaucer . 3 ...
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... lady in bower full of beauty : - Timor Mortis conturbat me . He spares no lord for his piscence , No clerk for his intelligence ; His awful stroke may no man flee : ---- Timor Mortis conturbat me . Art - magicians and astrologues ...
... lady in bower full of beauty : - Timor Mortis conturbat me . He spares no lord for his piscence , No clerk for his intelligence ; His awful stroke may no man flee : ---- Timor Mortis conturbat me . Art - magicians and astrologues ...
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English Lyrics: Chaucer to Poe; 1340 1809 (Classic Reprint) William Ernest Henley Sin vista previa disponible - 2018 |
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