Poems, Volume 2E. Moxon, 1846 |
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... nature and thy name , Not rendering true answer , as beseem'd Thy fealty , nor like a noble knight : For surer sign had follow'd , either hand , Or voice , or else a motion of the meer . This is a shameful thing for men to lie . Yet now ...
... nature and thy name , Not rendering true answer , as beseem'd Thy fealty , nor like a noble knight : For surer sign had follow'd , either hand , Or voice , or else a motion of the meer . This is a shameful thing for men to lie . Yet now ...
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... nature never kind ! Like men , like manners : like breeds like , they say . Kind nature is the best : those manners next That fit us like a nature second - hand ; Which are indeed the manners of the great . VOL . II . E John . But I had ...
... nature never kind ! Like men , like manners : like breeds like , they say . Kind nature is the best : those manners next That fit us like a nature second - hand ; Which are indeed the manners of the great . VOL . II . E John . But I had ...
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... nature to have loved so slight a thing . Weakness to be wroth with weakness ! woman's pleasure , woman's pain- Nature made them blinder motions bounded in a shal- lower brain : Woman is the lesser man , and all thy passions , match'd ...
... nature to have loved so slight a thing . Weakness to be wroth with weakness ! woman's pleasure , woman's pain- Nature made them blinder motions bounded in a shal- lower brain : Woman is the lesser man , and all thy passions , match'd ...
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