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... whofe worthinefs would ftir it up where it wanted , rather than Black it where there is fuch abundance . VOL . III . A * The plot taken from Boccace , Decam , 3. Nov. 9 . Count Count . What hope is there of his Majefty's amend- ALL'S ...
... whofe worthinefs would ftir it up where it wanted , rather than Black it where there is fuch abundance . VOL . III . A * The plot taken from Boccace , Decam , 3. Nov. 9 . Count Count . What hope is there of his Majefty's amend- ALL'S ...
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... whofe practices he hath perfecuted time with hope ; and finds no other advantage in the process , but only the lofing of hope by time . Count . This young gentlewoman had a father , ( 0 , that had ! how fad a prefage ' tis ! ) whofe ...
... whofe practices he hath perfecuted time with hope ; and finds no other advantage in the process , but only the lofing of hope by time . Count . This young gentlewoman had a father , ( 0 , that had ! how fad a prefage ' tis ! ) whofe ...
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... whofe apprehenfive fendes All but new things difdain ; whofe judgments are Mere fathers of their garments ; whofe conftancies Expire before their fafhions : - -this he with'd ,. I , after him , do after him wish too ( Since I nor wax ...
... whofe apprehenfive fendes All but new things difdain ; whofe judgments are Mere fathers of their garments ; whofe conftancies Expire before their fafhions : - -this he with'd ,. I , after him , do after him wish too ( Since I nor wax ...
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... Whofe aged honour cites a virtuous youth , Did ever in fo true a flame of liking Wish chaftly , and love dearly , that your Dian Was both herself and love ; O then give pity To her , whofe ftate is fuch , that cannot chufe But lend ...
... Whofe aged honour cites a virtuous youth , Did ever in fo true a flame of liking Wish chaftly , and love dearly , that your Dian Was both herself and love ; O then give pity To her , whofe ftate is fuch , that cannot chufe But lend ...
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... whofe fimple touch Is powerful to araife King Pepin , nay , To give great Charlemain a pen And write to her a love - line . If King . What her is this ? in's hand , Laf . Why , doctor - fhe : my Lord , there's one arriv'd , you will fee ...
... whofe fimple touch Is powerful to araife King Pepin , nay , To give great Charlemain a pen And write to her a love - line . If King . What her is this ? in's hand , Laf . Why , doctor - fhe : my Lord , there's one arriv'd , you will fee ...
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