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Page 88
... mind doth serve for all . I see how plenty suffers oft , And hasty climbers soon do fall ; I see that those which are aloft Mishap doth threaten most of all ; They get with toil , they keep with fear : Such cares my mind could never ...
... mind doth serve for all . I see how plenty suffers oft , And hasty climbers soon do fall ; I see that those which are aloft Mishap doth threaten most of all ; They get with toil , they keep with fear : Such cares my mind could never ...
Page 139
... mind ; And that which governs me to go about Doth part his function and is partly blind , Seems seeing , but effectually is out ; For it no form delivers to the heart Of bird , of flower , or shape , which it doth latch : Of his quick ...
... mind ; And that which governs me to go about Doth part his function and is partly blind , Seems seeing , but effectually is out ; For it no form delivers to the heart Of bird , of flower , or shape , which it doth latch : Of his quick ...
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... mind , That fly and leave no marks behind ? Does not the body thrive and grow By food of twenty years ago ? And , had it not been still supplied , It must a thousand times have died . Then , who with reason can maintain , That no ...
... mind , That fly and leave no marks behind ? Does not the body thrive and grow By food of twenty years ago ? And , had it not been still supplied , It must a thousand times have died . Then , who with reason can maintain , That no ...
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Six Centuries of Great Poetry: A Stunning Collection of Classic British ... Robert Penn Warren,Albert Erskine No preview available - 1992 |
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