“ Her lips are like two budded roses,Whom ranks of lilies neighbor nigh,Within which bounds she balm encloses,Apt to entice a deity. ”
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“ Love, in my bosom, like a bee, Doth suck his sweet; Now with his wings he plays with me, Now with his feet. ”
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“ Suspicion is a virtue where a man holds his enemy in his bosom. ”
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“ Suspicion is a virtue where a man holds his enemy in his bosom. ”
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“ Suspicion is a virtue where a man holds his enemy in his bosom. ”
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“ Her lips are like two budded roses,Whom ranks of lilies neighbor nigh,Within which bounds she balm encloses,Apt to entice a deity. ”
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“ Her lips are like two budded roses,Whom ranks of lilies neighbor nigh,Within which bounds she balm encloses,Apt to entice a deity. ”
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“ Suspicion is a virtue where a man holds his enemy in his bosom. ”
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“ Love, in my bosom, like a bee, Doth suck his sweet; Now with his wings he plays with me, Now with his feet. ”
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“ Love, in my bosom, like a bee, Doth suck his sweet; Now with his wings he plays with me, Now with his feet. ”
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