“ For what made that in glory shine so long But poets' Pens, pluckt from Archangels' wings? ”
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“ For what made that in glory shine so long But poets' Pens, pluckt from Archangels' wings? ”
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“ Much like a subtle spider, which doth sit In middle of her web, which spreadeth wide: If aught do touch the utmost thread of it, She feels it instantly on every side. ”
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“ Much like a subtle spider, which doth sit In middle of her web, which spreadeth wide: If aught do touch the utmost thread of it, She feels it instantly on every side. ”
- Sir John Davies- Copy
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“ For what made that in glory shine so long But poets' Pens, pluckt from Archangels' wings? ”
- Sir John Davies- Copy
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“ For what made that in glory shine so long But poets' Pens, pluckt from Archangels' wings? ”
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“ For what made that in glory shine so long But poets' Pens, pluckt from Archangels' wings? ”
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“ Much like a subtle spider, which doth sit In middle of her web, which spreadeth wide: If aught do touch the utmost thread of it, She feels it instantly on every side. ”
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“ There was a man bespake a think, Which when the owner home did bring, He that made it did refuse it: And he that brought it would not use it, And he that hath it doth now know Whether he hath it yea or no. ”
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