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... fair gifts fairer ; for where an unclean mind carries virtuous qualities * , there commendations go with pity ; they are virtues and traitors too : in her they are the bet- ter for her fimplenefs ; the derives her honesty , and at ...
... fair gifts fairer ; for where an unclean mind carries virtuous qualities * , there commendations go with pity ; they are virtues and traitors too : in her they are the bet- ter for her fimplenefs ; the derives her honesty , and at ...
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... fair Queen . Hel . And you Monarch .. Par . No. Hel . And no.- Par . Are you meditating on virginity ? Hel . Ay ; you have fome ftain of foldier in you ; let me ask you a queftion . Man is enemy to virginity , how may we barricado it ...
... fair Queen . Hel . And you Monarch .. Par . No. Hel . And no.- Par . Are you meditating on virginity ? Hel . Ay ; you have fome ftain of foldier in you ; let me ask you a queftion . Man is enemy to virginity , how may we barricado it ...
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... fair face the caufe , quoth fhe , " Why the Grecians facked Troy ? [ Singing . " Fond done , fond done ; for Paris , he , " Was this King Priam's joy . " With that the fighed as the ftood , " And gave this fentence then ; " Among nine ...
... fair face the caufe , quoth fhe , " Why the Grecians facked Troy ? [ Singing . " Fond done , fond done ; for Paris , he , " Was this King Priam's joy . " With that the fighed as the ftood , " And gave this fentence then ; " Among nine ...
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... well . [ Exit . SCENE • Medicine is here put for a fhe - physician . By profeffion is meant her declaration of the end and purpose of her coming . SCENE III . King . Now , fair one , Sc . 2 . 19 ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL .
... well . [ Exit . SCENE • Medicine is here put for a fhe - physician . By profeffion is meant her declaration of the end and purpose of her coming . SCENE III . King . Now , fair one , Sc . 2 . 19 ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL .
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William Shakespeare. SCENE III . King . Now , fair one , do's your business follow us ? Hel . Ay , my good Lord . Gerard de Narbon was my father , In what he did profefs , well found . King . I knew him . Hel . The rather will I fpare my ...
William Shakespeare. SCENE III . King . Now , fair one , do's your business follow us ? Hel . Ay , my good Lord . Gerard de Narbon was my father , In what he did profefs , well found . King . I knew him . Hel . The rather will I fpare my ...
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