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...the harmony. Never durst poet touch a pen to write, Until his ink were temper'd with love's sighs j O, then his lines would ravish savage ears. And plant...; They are the books, the arts, the academes, That shew, contain, and nourish all the world ; KIse, none at all in aught proves excellent ; Then fools...

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...harmony". Never durst poet touch a pen to write, Until his ink were temper'd with Love's sighs. 0, then his lines would ravish savage ears, And plant...contain, and nourish all the world ; Else, none at all hi aught proves excellent: Then fools you were these women to forswear ; Or, keeping what is sworn,...

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...heaven drowsy with the harmony.* Never durst poet touch a pen to write, Until his ink were temper'd with Love's sighs. O, then his lines would ravish...sparkle still the right Promethean fire; They are the hooks, the arts, the academes, That show, contain, and nourish all the world ; Klse, none at all in...

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...heaven drowsy with the harmony. Never durst poet touch a pen to write, Until his ink were temper'd with love's sighs ; O, then his lines would ravish...; They are the books, the arts, the academes, That shew, contain, and nourish all the world ; Else, none at all in aught proves excellent : Then fools...