Spencer to CrabbeOxford University Press, 1990 - English poetry |
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Page 94
... behold Upon the hempen tackle ship - boys climbing ; Hear the shrill whistle which doth order give To sounds confus'd ; behold the threaden sails , Borne with the invisible and creeping wind , Draw the huge bottoms through the furrow'd ...
... behold Upon the hempen tackle ship - boys climbing ; Hear the shrill whistle which doth order give To sounds confus'd ; behold the threaden sails , Borne with the invisible and creeping wind , Draw the huge bottoms through the furrow'd ...
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... behold us . This boy , that cannot tell what he would have , But kneels and holds up hands for fellowship , Does reason our petition with more strength Than thou hast to deny ' t . Come , let us go : This fellow had a Volscian to his ...
... behold us . This boy , that cannot tell what he would have , But kneels and holds up hands for fellowship , Does reason our petition with more strength Than thou hast to deny ' t . Come , let us go : This fellow had a Volscian to his ...
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... Behold , behold , the goal in sight ; Spread thy fans , and wing thy flight . Enter CHRONOS , with a scythe in his hand and a great globe on his back , which he sets down at his entrance . Chronos . Weary , weary of my weight , Let me ...
... Behold , behold , the goal in sight ; Spread thy fans , and wing thy flight . Enter CHRONOS , with a scythe in his hand and a great globe on his back , which he sets down at his entrance . Chronos . Weary , weary of my weight , Let me ...
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SIR WALTER RALEIGH 15521618 | 33 |
FULKE GREVILLE LORD BROOKE 15541628 | 49 |
GEORGE CHAPMAN 15601634 | 54 |
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