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The remembrance of her father never ap- proaches her heart , but the tyranny of her forrows takes all livelihood from her cheek . No more of this , Helena ; By virtuous qualities here are not meant thofe of a moral kind , but such as ...
The remembrance of her father never ap- proaches her heart , but the tyranny of her forrows takes all livelihood from her cheek . No more of this , Helena ; By virtuous qualities here are not meant thofe of a moral kind , but such as ...
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Love all , truft a few , Do wrong to none : be able for thine enemy Rather in power , than ufe ; and keep thy friend Under thy own life's key : be check'd for filence , But never tax'd for fpeech . What heav'n more will , That thee may ...
Love all , truft a few , Do wrong to none : be able for thine enemy Rather in power , than ufe ; and keep thy friend Under thy own life's key : be check'd for filence , But never tax'd for fpeech . What heav'n more will , That thee may ...
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Lofs of virginity is rational increafe ; and there was never virgin got , till virginity was first loft . That you were made of , is metal to make virgins . Vir- ginity , by being once loft , may be ten times found ; by being ever kept ...
Lofs of virginity is rational increafe ; and there was never virgin got , till virginity was first loft . That you were made of , is metal to make virgins . Vir- ginity , by being once loft , may be ten times found ; by being ever kept ...
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That wishing well had not a body in't Which might be felt ; that we the poorer born , Whose bafer ftars do fhut us up in wishes , Might with effects of them follow our friends ; And fhew what we alone must think , which never Returns us ...
That wishing well had not a body in't Which might be felt ; that we the poorer born , Whose bafer ftars do fhut us up in wishes , Might with effects of them follow our friends ; And fhew what we alone must think , which never Returns us ...
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In Ifbel's cafe , and mine own ; fervice is no heri- tage , and I think I fhall never have the bleffing of God , till I have iffue of my body ; for they fay , bearns are bleffings . Count .. Tell me thy reason why thou wilt marry .
In Ifbel's cafe , and mine own ; fervice is no heri- tage , and I think I fhall never have the bleffing of God , till I have iffue of my body ; for they fay , bearns are bleffings . Count .. Tell me thy reason why thou wilt marry .
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The Works Of Shakespear. In which the Beauties Observed by Pope, Warburton ... William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1769 |
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