Matches in Harvard for { ?s ?p For shame deny that thou bear'st love to any -- From fairest creatures we desire From you have I beene absent in the spring -- Full many a glorious morning have I seene -- How can I then returne in happy plight -- How can my muse want subject to invent -- How carefull was I when I tooke my way -- How heavie doe I journey on the way -- How like a winter hath my absence beene -- How oft when thou my musike musike playst -- How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame -- I grant thou wert not married to my muse -- I never saw that you did painting need -- If the dull substance of my flesh were thought -- If their bee nothing new, but that which is -- If thou survive my well contented daie -- If thy soule check thee that I come so neere -- In faith I doe not love thee with mine eyes -- In loving thee thou know'st I am forsworne -- In the could age blacke was not counted faire -- Is it for feare to wet a widdowes eye -- Is it thy wil, thy image should keepe open -- . }
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- catalog description "For shame deny that thou bear'st love to any -- From fairest creatures we desire From you have I beene absent in the spring -- Full many a glorious morning have I seene -- How can I then returne in happy plight -- How can my muse want subject to invent -- How carefull was I when I tooke my way -- How heavie doe I journey on the way -- How like a winter hath my absence beene -- How oft when thou my musike musike playst -- How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame -- I grant thou wert not married to my muse -- I never saw that you did painting need -- If the dull substance of my flesh were thought -- If their bee nothing new, but that which is -- If thou survive my well contented daie -- If thy soule check thee that I come so neere -- In faith I doe not love thee with mine eyes -- In loving thee thou know'st I am forsworne -- In the could age blacke was not counted faire -- Is it for feare to wet a widdowes eye -- Is it thy wil, thy image should keepe open -- ".
- catalog tableOfContents "For shame deny that thou bear'st love to any -- From fairest creatures we desire From you have I beene absent in the spring -- Full many a glorious morning have I seene -- How can I then returne in happy plight -- How can my muse want subject to invent -- How carefull was I when I tooke my way -- How heavie doe I journey on the way -- How like a winter hath my absence beene -- How oft when thou my musike musike playst -- How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame -- I grant thou wert not married to my muse -- I never saw that you did painting need -- If the dull substance of my flesh were thought -- If their bee nothing new, but that which is -- If thou survive my well contented daie -- If thy soule check thee that I come so neere -- In faith I doe not love thee with mine eyes -- In loving thee thou know'st I am forsworne -- In the could age blacke was not counted faire -- Is it for feare to wet a widdowes eye -- Is it thy wil, thy image should keepe open -- ".