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... poor virginity from underminers and • Reflected . + Cold for naked ; as fuperfluous for over - cloth'd . Stain for colour . blowers blowers up ! Is there no military policy how virgins ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL . A & t.h.
... poor virginity from underminers and • Reflected . + Cold for naked ; as fuperfluous for over - cloth'd . Stain for colour . blowers blowers up ! Is there no military policy how virgins ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL . A & t.h.
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... poor praife , he humbled . Such a man Might be a copy to these younger times ; Which , follow'd well , would now demonstrate them But goers backward . Ber . His good remembrance , Sir , Lies richer in your thoughts , than on his tomb ...
... poor praife , he humbled . Such a man Might be a copy to these younger times ; Which , follow'd well , would now demonstrate them But goers backward . Ber . His good remembrance , Sir , Lies richer in your thoughts , than on his tomb ...
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... poor fellow . Count . Well , Sir . Clo . No , Madam ; ' tis not fo well that I am poor , tho ' many of the rich are damn'd ; but if I have your Ladyfhip's good - will to go to the world , Ifbel the wo- man and I will do as we may ...
... poor fellow . Count . Well , Sir . Clo . No , Madam ; ' tis not fo well that I am poor , tho ' many of the rich are damn'd ; but if I have your Ladyfhip's good - will to go to the world , Ifbel the wo- man and I will do as we may ...
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... poor knight to be fur- pris'd without refcue in the firft affault , or ranfom after- ward . This fhe deliver'd in the most bitter touch of for- row that e'er I heard a virgin exclaim in ; which I held it my duty fpeedily to aquaint you ...
... poor knight to be fur- pris'd without refcue in the firft affault , or ranfom after- ward . This fhe deliver'd in the most bitter touch of for- row that e'er I heard a virgin exclaim in ; which I held it my duty fpeedily to aquaint you ...
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... fon . My friends were poor , but honeft ; fo's my love . Be not offended ; for it hurts not him , That he is lov'd of me ; I follow him not By By any token of prefumptuous fuit ; Nor would I 14 A & I . ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL .
... fon . My friends were poor , but honeft ; fo's my love . Be not offended ; for it hurts not him , That he is lov'd of me ; I follow him not By By any token of prefumptuous fuit ; Nor would I 14 A & I . ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL .
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