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... sleep , May pour his limbs forth on your pleasant plain , The whiles an hundred little winged loves , Like divers ... sleeps , But walks about high heaven all the night ? O fairest Goddess , do thou not envy My love with me to spy ; For ...
... sleep , May pour his limbs forth on your pleasant plain , The whiles an hundred little winged loves , Like divers ... sleeps , But walks about high heaven all the night ? O fairest Goddess , do thou not envy My love with me to spy ; For ...
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... sleeping Softly , now softly lies Sleeping . Sleep is a reconciling , A rest that peace begets . Doth not the sun rise smiling When fair at even he sets ? Rest you then , rest , sad eyes , Melt not in weeping , While she lies sleeping ...
... sleeping Softly , now softly lies Sleeping . Sleep is a reconciling , A rest that peace begets . Doth not the sun rise smiling When fair at even he sets ? Rest you then , rest , sad eyes , Melt not in weeping , While she lies sleeping ...
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... sleep as well , And better than thy stroke . Why swell'st thou then ? One short sleep past , we wake eternally , And death shall be no more . Death , thou shalt die . BEN JONSON SONG . TO CELIA DRINK to me only with thine eyes , And I ...
... sleep as well , And better than thy stroke . Why swell'st thou then ? One short sleep past , we wake eternally , And death shall be no more . Death , thou shalt die . BEN JONSON SONG . TO CELIA DRINK to me only with thine eyes , And I ...
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