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... fortune nature brings To join like likes , and kifs like native things . Impoffible be ftrange attempts to thofe That weigh their pain in fenfe ; and do fuppofe , What hath been , cannot be . Whoever ftrove To fhew her merit , that did ...
... fortune nature brings To join like likes , and kifs like native things . Impoffible be ftrange attempts to thofe That weigh their pain in fenfe ; and do fuppofe , What hath been , cannot be . Whoever ftrove To fhew her merit , that did ...
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... Fortune , fhe faid , was no goddefs , that had put such difference betwixt their two eftates ; Love , no god , that would not extend his , might , only where qualities were level ; Diana , no queen of virgins , that would fuffer her ...
... Fortune , fhe faid , was no goddefs , that had put such difference betwixt their two eftates ; Love , no god , that would not extend his , might , only where qualities were level ; Diana , no queen of virgins , that would fuffer her ...
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... fortunes twenty times above Her that fo wishes , and her humble love ! 2 Lord . No better , if you pleafe . Hel . My ... fortune , if you ever wed ! [ To the third . Laf . Thefe boys are boys of ice , they'll none of her : fure they are ...
... fortunes twenty times above Her that fo wishes , and her humble love ! 2 Lord . No better , if you pleafe . Hel . My ... fortune , if you ever wed ! [ To the third . Laf . Thefe boys are boys of ice , they'll none of her : fure they are ...
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... fortunes that obedient right , Which both thy duty owes , and our power claims ; Or I will throw thee from my care ... fortune and the favour of the King Smile upon this contract ; whofe ceremony Shall feem expedient on the new - born ...
... fortunes that obedient right , Which both thy duty owes , and our power claims ; Or I will throw thee from my care ... fortune and the favour of the King Smile upon this contract ; whofe ceremony Shall feem expedient on the new - born ...
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... fortune . Par . You had my prayers to lead them on ; and to keep them on , have them ftill . O , my knave , how does my old lady ? Clo . So that you had her wrinkles and I her money , I would fhe did as you fay . Par . Why , I fay ...
... fortune . Par . You had my prayers to lead them on ; and to keep them on , have them ftill . O , my knave , how does my old lady ? Clo . So that you had her wrinkles and I her money , I would fhe did as you fay . Par . Why , I fay ...
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