Copeland's Treasury for Booklovers: A Panorama of English and American Poetry and Prose from the Earliest Times to the Present, Volume 1 |
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9 What profit hath he that worketh in that wherein he laboureth ? 10 I have seen the travail , which God hath given to the sons of men to be exercised in it . 11 He hath made every thing beautiful in his time : also he hath set the ...
9 What profit hath he that worketh in that wherein he laboureth ? 10 I have seen the travail , which God hath given to the sons of men to be exercised in it . 11 He hath made every thing beautiful in his time : also he hath set the ...
Page 65
For Nature hath with sovereyn diligence As evere I moote drinke wyn or ale , I - formed hir in so gret excellence , Who so be rebel to my juggement As though sche wolde say , ' Lo , I , Nature , Schal paye for al that by the weye is ...
For Nature hath with sovereyn diligence As evere I moote drinke wyn or ale , I - formed hir in so gret excellence , Who so be rebel to my juggement As though sche wolde say , ' Lo , I , Nature , Schal paye for al that by the weye is ...
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He takes the account of the rich , and proves him a beggar , a naked beggar , which hath interest in nothing but in the gravel that fills his mouth . He holds a glass before the eyes of the most beautiful , and makes them see therein ...
He takes the account of the rich , and proves him a beggar , a naked beggar , which hath interest in nothing but in the gravel that fills his mouth . He holds a glass before the eyes of the most beautiful , and makes them see therein ...
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