I hid my love when young till ICouldn't bear the buzzing of a fly;I hid my love to my despiteTill I could not bear to look at light:I dare not gaze upon her faceBut left her memory in each place;Where eer I saw a wild flower lieI kissed and bade my love good bye.
The best of menThat e’er wore earth about him was a sufferer;A soft, meek, patient, humble, tranquil spirit,The first true gentleman that ever breathed.thomas dekker
Nor e’er was to the bowers of bliss conveyedA fairer spirit or more welcome shade.thomas tickell
Saint George, that swindg'd the dragon, and e’er since Sits on his horse back at mine hostess’ door.
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