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  • Maesia's Song
    SWEET are the thoughts that savor of content;
    The quiet mind is richer than a crown;
    Sweet are the nights in careless slumber spent;
    The poor estate scorns Fortune's angry frown. ...
  • The Description Of Sir Geoffrey Chaucer
    HIS stature was not very tall,
    Lean he was, his legs were small,
    Hosed within a sock of red,
    A buttoned bonnet on his head, ...
  • Farewell To Folly
    1 Sweet are the thoughts that savour of content;
    2 The quiet mind is richer than a crown;
    3 Sweet are the nights in careless slumber spent;
    4 The poor estate scorns fortune's angry frown: ...
  • The Shepherd's Wife's Song
    Ah, what is love? It is a pretty thing,
    As sweet unto a shepherd as a king,
    And sweeter, too:
    For kings have cares that wait upon a crown, ...
  • Cupid Abroad Was Lated
    CUPID abroad was lated in the night,
    His wings were wet with ranging in the rain;
    Harbor he sought, to me he took his flight
    To dry his plumes. I heard the boy complain: ...
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Pretty 5 Pearl 5 Heart 5 Grief 5 Never 4 Nature 4 Glad 4 Place 4 Baby 4 Sorrow 4


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Charmmmml: "it is in fact the height of selfishness to merely consume what others create and to retreat into a shell of limited goals and immediate pleasures." — robert greene, mastery
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Samuel Taylor Coleridge Poem
This Lime-Tree Bower My Prison
 by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

[Addressed to Charles Lamb, of the India House, London]

In the June of 1797 some long-expected friends paid a visit
to the author's cottage; and on the morning of their arrival,
he met with an accident, which disabled him from walking
during the whole time of their stay. One evening, when they
had left him for a few hours, he composed the following
lines in the garden-bower.
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