Line Recognition and Sonnet Identification for Test Flashcards
(175 cards)
1
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Sonnet with rhyme scheme: A B B A B B A C D D C E E
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petrarchan/italian
2
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Italian/petrarchan sonnet has turn at line ….
and question from lines … to …, known as the … and resolution from lines … to …, known as the …
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9; 1-8; octave; 9-14; sestet
3
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Sonnet with rhyme schem: A B A B B C B C C D C D E E
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spenserean sonnet
4
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Spenserean sonnet has turn at line …, problem occurs from lines …. to …
resolution occurs from lines … to …
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13; 1-12; 13-14
5
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Sonnet with rhyme scheme: A B A B C D C D E F E F G G
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Shakespearean/ English
6
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Shakesperean has turn at line …, has … questions, a different one in each …, has … resolution from lines … and …, and … resolution from lines … to …
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9 & 13; 3; quatrain; partial; 9-12; 13-14
7
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author for italian sonnet
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wyatt
8
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author for spenserean sonnet
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spenser
9
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author for english sonnet
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shakespeare
10
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rhyme scheme of petrarchan/italian sonnet
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A B B A A B B A C D D C E E
11
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rhyme scheme of spenserean sonnet
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A B A B B C B C C D C D E E
12
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rhyme scheme of shakesperean sonnet:
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A B A B C D C D E F E F G G
13
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that time of year thou mayst in me behold
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shakespeare, sonnet 73
14
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when yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
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shakespeare, sonnet 73
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upon those boughs which shake against the cold
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shakespeare, sonnet 73
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bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang
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shakespeare, sonnet 73
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in me thou see’st the twilight of such day
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shakespeare, sonnet 73
18
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as after sunset fadeth in the west
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shakespeare, sonnet 73
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which by and by black night doth take aweay
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shakespeare, sonnet 73
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death’s second self, that seals up all in rest
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shakespeare, sonnet 73
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in me thou see’st the glowing of such fire
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shakespeare, sonnet 73
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that on the ashes of his youth doth lie
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shakespeare, sonnet 73
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as the death-bed, whereon it must expire
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shakespeare, sonnet 73
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consumed with that which it was nourish’d by
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shakespeare, sonnet 73
25
this thou perceiv'st which makes thy love more strong
shakespeare, sonnet 73
26
to love that well, which thou must leave ere long
shakespeare, sonnet 73
27
whoso list to hunt, i know where is an hind
whoso list to hunt, sir thomas wyatt
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but as for me, alas, i may no more
whoso list to hunt, sir thomas wyatt
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the vain travail hath wearied me so sore
whoso list to hunt, sir thomas wyatt
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i am of them that farthest cometh behind
whoso list to hunt, sir thomas wyatt
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yet may i, by no means, my wearied mind
whoso list to hunt, sir thomas wyatt
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draw from the deer, but as she fleeth afore
whoso list to hunt, sir thomas wyatt
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fainting i follow. I leave off therefore,
whoso list to hunt, sir thomas wyatt
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since in a net i seek to hold the wind
whoso list to hunt, sir thomas wyatt
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whoso list her hunt, i put him out of doubt
whoso list to hunt, sir thomas wyatt
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as well as I, may spend his time in vain
whoso list to hunt, sir thomas wyatt
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and graven with diamonds in letters plain
whoso list to hunt, sir thomas wyatt
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there is written, her fair neck round about
whoso list to hunt, sir thomas wyatt
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noli me tangere, for caesar's i am
whoso list to hunt, sir thomas wyatt
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and wild for to hold, though i seem tame
whoso list to hunt, sir thomas wyatt
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my mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun
sonnet 130, shakespeare
42
coral is far more red, than her lips red
sonnet 130, shakespeare
43
if snow be white, why then her breasts are dun
sonnet 130, shakespeare
44
if hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head
sonnet 130, shakespeare
45
i have seen roses damasked, red and white
sonnet 130, shakespeare
46
but no such roses see I in her cheeks
sonnet 130, shakespeare
47
and in some perfumes is there more delight
sonnet 130, shakespeare
48
than in the breath that from my mistress reeks
sonnet 130, shakespeare
49
i love to hear her speak, yet well i know
sonnet 130, shakespeare
50
that music hath a far more pleasing sound
sonnet 130, shakespeare
51
i grant i never saw a goddess go
sonnet 130, shakespeare
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my mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground
sonnet 130, shakespeare
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and yet by heaven, i think my love as rare
sonnet 130, shakespeare
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as any she belied with false compare
sonnet 130, shakespeare
55
my love is like to ice, and i to fire
sonnet 30 from amoretti, edmund spenser
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how comes it then that this her cold so great
sonnet 30 from amoretti, edmund spenser
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is not dissolved through my so hot desire
sonnet 30 from amoretti, edmund spenser
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but harder grows the more I her entreat
sonnet 30 from amoretti, edmund spenser
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or how comes it that my exceeding heat
sonnet 30 from amoretti, edmund spenser
60
is not allayed by her heart-frozen cold,
sonnet 30 from amoretti, edmund spenser
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but that I burn much more in boiling sweat
sonnet 30 from amoretti, edmund spenser
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and feel my flames augmented manifold
sonnet 30 from amoretti, edmund spenser
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what more miraculous thing may be told
sonnet 30 from amoretti, edmund spenser
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that fire, which all things melts, should harden ice
sonnet 30 from amoretti, edmund spenser
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and ice, which is congealed with senseless cold
sonnet 30 from amoretti, edmund spenser
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should kindle fire by wonderful device
sonnet 30 from amoretti, edmund spenser
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such is the power of love in gentle mind
sonnet 30 from amoretti, edmund spenser
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that it can alter all the course of kind
sonnet 30 from amoretti, edmund spenser
69
let me not to the marriage of true minds
sonnet 116, shakespeare
70
admit impediments. love is not love
sonnet 116, shakespeare
71
which alters when it alteration finds
sonnet 116, shakespeare
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or bends with the remover to remove
sonnet 116, shakespeare
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o no! it is an ever-fixed mark
sonnet 116, shakespeare
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that looks on tempests and is never shaken
sonnet 116, shakespeare
75
tempests:
storms
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it is the star to every wandering bark
sonnet 116, shakespeare
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whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken
sonnet 116, shakespeare
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love's not time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
sonnet 116, shakespeare
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within his bending sickle's compass come
sonnet 116, shakespeare
80
love alters not with his brief hours and weeks
sonnet 116, shakespeare
81
but bears it out even to the edge of doom
sonnet 116, shakespeare
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if this error and upon me proved
sonnet 116, shakespeare
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i never write, nor no man ever loved
sonnet 116, shakespeare
84
one day i wrote her name upon the strand
sonnet 75, edmund spenser
85
but came the waves and washed it away
sonnet 75, edmund spenser
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again i wrote it with a second hand
sonnet 75, edmund spenser
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but came the tide, and made my paines his pray
sonnet 75, edmund spenser
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"vaine man," said she, "that doest in vain assay,"
sonnet 75, edmund spenser
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a mortal thing so to immortalize
sonnet 75, edmund spenser
90
for i myself shall like to this decay
sonnet 75, edmund spenser
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and eke my name be wiped out likewise
sonnet 75, edmund spenser
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"No so," quod I, "let baser things devise"
sonnet 75, edmund spenser
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To die in dust, but you shall live by fame
sonnet 75, edmund spenser
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my verse your virtues rare shall eternize
sonnet 75, edmund spenser
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and in the heavens write your glorious name
sonnet 75, edmund spenser
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where whenas death shall all the world subdue
sonnet 75, edmund spenser
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our love shall live, and later life renew
sonnet 75, edmund spenser
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death be not proud, though some have called thee
death be not proud/ holy sonnet #10, john donne
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mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so
death be not proud/ holy sonnet #10, john donne
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for those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow
death be not proud/ holy sonnet #10, john donne
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die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me
death be not proud/ holy sonnet #10, john donne
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from rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be
death be not proud/ holy sonnet #10, john donne
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much pleasure, then from thee, much more must flow
death be not proud/ holy sonnet #10, john donne
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and soonest our best men with thee do go
death be not proud/ holy sonnet #10, john donne
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rest of their bones, and soul's delivery
death be not proud/ holy sonnet #10, john donne
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thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men,
death be not proud/ holy sonnet #10, john donne
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and dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell
death be not proud/ holy sonnet #10, john donne
108
and poppy, or charms, can make us sleep as well
death be not proud/ holy sonnet #10, john donne
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and better than thy stroke; why swellest thou then?
death be not proud/ holy sonnet #10, john donne
110
one short sleep past, we wake eternally
death be not proud/ holy sonnet #10, john donne
111
and death shall be no more, death thou shalt die
death be not proud/ holy sonnet #10, john donne
112
come live with me and be my love
the passionate shepherd to his love, christopher marlowe
113
and we will all the pleasures prove
the passionate shepherd to his love, christopher marlowe
114
that valleys, groves, hills, and fields
the passionate shepherd to his love, christopher marlowe
115
woods, or steepy mountain yields
the passionate shepherd to his love, christopher marlowe
116
and we will sit upon the rocks
the passionate shepherd to his love, christopher marlowe
117
seeing the shepherds feed their flocks
the passionate shepherd to his love, christopher marlowe
118
by shallow rivers, to whose falls
the passionate shepherd to his love, christopher marlowe
119
melodious birds sing madrigals
the passionate shepherd to his love, christopher marlowe
120
and i will make thee beds of roses
the passionate shepherd to his love, christopher marlowe
121
and a thousand fragrant posies
the passionate shepherd to his love, christopher marlowe
122
a cap of flowers, and a kirtle
the passionate shepherd to his love, christopher marlowe
123
embroidered all with leaves of myrtle
the passionate shepherd to his love, christopher marlowe
124
a gown made of the finest wool
the passionate shepherd to his love, christopher marlowe
125
which from our pretty lambs we pull
the passionate shepherd to his love, christopher marlowe
126
fair lined slippers for the cold
the passionate shepherd to his love, christopher marlowe
127
with buckles of the purest gold
the passionate shepherd to his love, christopher marlowe
128
a belt of straw and ivy buds
the passionate shepherd to his love, christopher marlowe
129
with coral clasps and amber studs
the passionate shepherd to his love, christopher marlowe
130
and if these pleasures may thee move
the passionate shepherd to his love, christopher marlowe
131
come live with me and be my love
the passionate shepherd to his love, christopher marlowe
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the shepherd swains shall dance and sing
the passionate shepherd to his love, christopher marlowe
133
for thy delight each May morning
the passionate shepherd to his love, christopher marlowe
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if these delights thy mind may move
the passionate shepherd to his love, christopher marlowe
135
then live with me and be my love
the passionate shepherd to his love, christopher marlowe
136
if all the world and love were young
The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd, Sir Walter Raleigh
137
and truth in every shepherd's tongue
The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd, Sir Walter Raleigh
138
these pretty pleasures might me move
The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd, Sir Walter Raleigh
139
to live with thee and be thy love
The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd, Sir Walter Raleigh
140
time drives the flocks from field to fold
The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd, Sir Walter Raleigh
141
when rivers rage and rocks grow cold
The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd, Sir Walter Raleigh
142
and philomel becometh dumb
The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd, Sir Walter Raleigh
143
the rest complains of cares to come
The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd, Sir Walter Raleigh
144
the flowers do fade, and wanton fields
The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd, Sir Walter Raleigh
145
to wayward winter reckoning yields
The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd, Sir Walter Raleigh
146
a honey tongue, a heart of gall
The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd, Sir Walter Raleigh
147
is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall
The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd, Sir Walter Raleigh
148
thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses
The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd, Sir Walter Raleigh
149
thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies
The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd, Sir Walter Raleigh
150
soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten
The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd, Sir Walter Raleigh
151
in folly ripe, in reason rotten
The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd, Sir Walter Raleigh
152
thy belt of straw and ivy buds
The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd, Sir Walter Raleigh
153
thy coral clasps and amber studs
The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd, Sir Walter Raleigh
154
all these in me no means can move
The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd, Sir Walter Raleigh
155
but could youth last and love still breed
The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd, Sir Walter Raleigh
156
had joys no date nor age no need
The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd, Sir Walter Raleigh
157
then these delights my mind might move
The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd, Sir Walter Raleigh
158
gather ye rosebuds while ye may
To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time, Robert Herrick
159
old time is still a-flying
To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time, Robert Herrick
160
and this same flower that smiles today
To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time, Robert Herrick
161
tomorrow will be dying
To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time, Robert Herrick
162
the glorious lamp of heaven, the sun
To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time, Robert Herrick
163
the higher he's a-getting
To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time, Robert Herrick
164
the sooner will his race be run
To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time, Robert Herrick
165
and nearer he's to setting
To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time, Robert Herrick
166
that age is best which is the first
To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time, Robert Herrick
167
when youth and blood are warmer
To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time, Robert Herrick
168
but being spent, the worse, and worst
To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time, Robert Herrick
169
times still succeed the former
To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time, Robert Herrick
170
then be not coy, but use your time
To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time, Robert Herrick
171
and, while ye may, go marry
To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time, Robert Herrick
172
for having lost but once your prime
To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time, Robert Herrick
173
you may forever tarry
To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time, Robert Herrick
174
had we but world enough, and time
to his coy mistress, andrew marvell
175
this coyness, lady, were no crime
to his coy mistress, andrew marvell
