Tired with all these for restful death I cry, As to behold desert a beggar born, And needy nothing trimmed in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, And gilded honour shamefully misplaced, And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted, And right perfection... A History of English Literature - Page 81by Johannes Scherr - 1882 - 312 pagesFull view - About this book
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...maligned as ignorance 12. attending: serving, waiting on; ill: evil 150 Shakespeare's Sonnets 151 66 Tired with all these, for restful death I cry: As,...trimmed in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, 4 And gilded honor shamefully misplaced, And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted, And right perfection... | |
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