Works, 3 tomasBell & Bradfute, J. Dickinson [and others], 1795 |
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... fhall your mafter have a thousand loves , A mother , and a miftrefs , and a friend * ; I know not what he fhall- The court's a learning place Par . What one , i ' faith ? -God fend him well ! - and he is gone Hel . That I wish well ...
... fhall your mafter have a thousand loves , A mother , and a miftrefs , and a friend * ; I know not what he fhall- The court's a learning place Par . What one , i ' faith ? -God fend him well ! - and he is gone Hel . That I wish well ...
7 psl.
... fhall ferve to naturalize thee , fo thou wilt be capable of courtier's counfel , and under ftand what advice fhall thruft upon thee ; elfe thou dieft in thine unthankfulness , and thine ignorance makes thee away : farewell . When thou ...
... fhall ferve to naturalize thee , fo thou wilt be capable of courtier's counfel , and under ftand what advice fhall thruft upon thee ; elfe thou dieft in thine unthankfulness , and thine ignorance makes thee away : farewell . When thou ...
18 psl.
... fhall find in the regiment of the Spinii , one Captain Spurio with his cicatrice , an emblem of war , here on his finifter cheek ; it was this very sword intrench'd it ; fay to him , I live , and obferve his reports of me . 2 Lord . We ...
... fhall find in the regiment of the Spinii , one Captain Spurio with his cicatrice , an emblem of war , here on his finifter cheek ; it was this very sword intrench'd it ; fay to him , I live , and obferve his reports of me . 2 Lord . We ...
21 psl.
... fhall bring Their fiery torcher his diurnal ring ; Ere twice in murk and occidental damp Moift Hefperus hath quench'd his fleepy lamp ; Or four and twenty times the pilot's glafs Hath told the thievith minutes how they pafs ; What is ...
... fhall bring Their fiery torcher his diurnal ring ; Ere twice in murk and occidental damp Moift Hefperus hath quench'd his fleepy lamp ; Or four and twenty times the pilot's glafs Hath told the thievith minutes how they pafs ; What is ...
22 psl.
... fhall be ferv'd : So , make the choice of thine own time ; for I , Thy refolv'd patient , on thee ftill rely . More fhould I question thee , and more I must ; ( Though more to know , could not be more to truft ; ) From whence thou cam ...
... fhall be ferv'd : So , make the choice of thine own time ; for I , Thy refolv'd patient , on thee ftill rely . More fhould I question thee , and more I must ; ( Though more to know , could not be more to truft ; ) From whence thou cam ...
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