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. . . his master was in a manner always in a wrong Boxe and building
castels in the read more
. . . his master was in a manner always in a wrong Boxe and building
castels in the ayre or catching Hares with Tabers.
Oh, tell me whence Love cometh!
Love comes uncall'd, unsent.
Oh, tell me where Love goeth!
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Oh, tell me whence Love cometh!
Love comes uncall'd, unsent.
Oh, tell me where Love goeth!
That was not Love that went.
By her who in this month is born,
No gems save Garnets should be worn;
They will read more
By her who in this month is born,
No gems save Garnets should be worn;
They will insure her constancy,
True friendship and fidelity.
Greensleeves was all my joy,
Greensleeves was my delight,
Greensleeves was my heart of gold,
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Greensleeves was all my joy,
Greensleeves was my delight,
Greensleeves was my heart of gold,
And who but Lady Greensleeves?
Yonkers that have hearts of oak at fourscore yeares.
Yonkers that have hearts of oak at fourscore yeares.
Six hours in sleep is enough for youth and age. Perhaps seven
for the lazy, but we allow eight read more
Six hours in sleep is enough for youth and age. Perhaps seven
for the lazy, but we allow eight to no one.
Life's but a span, or a tale, or a word,
That in a trice, or suddaine, is rehearsed.
Life's but a span, or a tale, or a word,
That in a trice, or suddaine, is rehearsed.
I pray the prayer the Easterners do,
May the peace of Allah abide with you;
Wherever you read more
I pray the prayer the Easterners do,
May the peace of Allah abide with you;
Wherever you stay, wherever you go,
May the beautiful palms of Allah grow;
Through days of labor, and nights of rest,
The love of Good Allah make you blest;
So I touch my heart--as the Easterners do,
May the peace of Allah abide with you.
I think Nature hath lost the mould
Where she her shape did take;
Or else I doubt read more
I think Nature hath lost the mould
Where she her shape did take;
Or else I doubt if Nature could
So fair a creature make.
Who in this world of ours their eyes
In March first open shall be wise;
In days read more
Who in this world of ours their eyes
In March first open shall be wise;
In days of peril firm and brave,
And wear a Bloodstone to their grave.