Cyclopędia of English Literature: A Selection of the Choicest Productins of English Authors, from the Earliest to the Present Time, Connected by a Critical and Biographical History |
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I gave thee mine before thou did'st request it : Had I it written , I would tear the word . ... Although I joy in thee , Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves , I have no joy of this contract to - night ; And with a silk thread ...
I gave thee mine before thou did'st request it : Had I it written , I would tear the word . ... Although I joy in thee , Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves , I have no joy of this contract to - night ; And with a silk thread ...
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Bibliographic information
| Title | Cyclopędia of English Literature: A Selection of the Choicest Productins of English Authors, from the Earliest to the Present Time, Connected by a Critical and Biographical History Volume 1 of Cyclopaedia of English Literature: A Selection of the Choicest Productions of English Authors : from the Earliest to the Present Time, Connected by a Critical and Biographical History : Elegantly Illustrated : in Two Volumes, Robert Chambers |
| Editor | Robert Chambers |
| Publisher | Gould and Lincoln, 1853 |
| Original from | Harvard University |
| Digitized | 5 Mar 2007 |
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