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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SIR HENRY WOTTON [ 1568-1639 ] The Character of a Happy Life You violets that first appear , By your pure purple mantles known Like the proud virgins of the year , As if the spring were all your own ; What are you when the rose is blown ...
SIR HENRY WOTTON [ 1568-1639 ] The Character of a Happy Life You violets that first appear , By your pure purple mantles known Like the proud virgins of the year , As if the spring were all your own ; What are you when the rose is blown ...
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Let me not injure the felicity of others , if I say I am as happy as any : Ruat cælum , fiat voluntas Tua , salveth all ; so that whatsoever happens , it is but what our daily prayers desire . In brief , I am content ; and what should ...
Let me not injure the felicity of others , if I say I am as happy as any : Ruat cælum , fiat voluntas Tua , salveth all ; so that whatsoever happens , it is but what our daily prayers desire . In brief , I am content ; and what should ...
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I wished for the wings of an eagle , that I might fly away to those happy seats ; but the Genius told me there was no passage to them , except through the gates of death that I saw opening every moment upon the bridge .
I wished for the wings of an eagle , that I might fly away to those happy seats ; but the Genius told me there was no passage to them , except through the gates of death that I saw opening every moment upon the bridge .
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