Venus, with young Adonis sitting by her |
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Good night, good rest. Ah, neither be my share |
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Lord, how mine eyes throw gazes to the east! |
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On a day, alack the day! |
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Sonnet: " I have not spent the April of my time " - |
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My ladies haire is threeds of beaten gold |
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Work, work apace, you blessed Sisters three |
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Care-Charmer Sleep - |
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Faire Is My Love - |
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Her Heart - |
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