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Page 124
Whose speechless Song being mapy , seeming one , Sings this to thee , thou
single wilt prove none . Is it for fear to wet a Widow's Eye That thou confum'st thy
self in single Life ? Ah ! if thou IT seless hilt hap to die , The World will wail thee
like ...
Whose speechless Song being mapy , seeming one , Sings this to thee , thou
single wilt prove none . Is it for fear to wet a Widow's Eye That thou confum'st thy
self in single Life ? Ah ! if thou IT seless hilt hap to die , The World will wail thee
like ...
Page 199
... Fire did quickly steep In a cold Vally - Fountain of that Ground : Which borrow'd
from his holy Fire of Love , A dateless lively Heat still to endure , And grew a
seething Bath which yet Men prove , Against strange Malladies a foveraign Cure .
... Fire did quickly steep In a cold Vally - Fountain of that Ground : Which borrow'd
from his holy Fire of Love , A dateless lively Heat still to endure , And grew a
seething Bath which yet Men prove , Against strange Malladies a foveraign Cure .
Page 249
Let rough hew'd Soldiers warlike Dangers prove , ' Tis picy Paris should do ought
save . Love . Hector ( whom you so praise ) for you may fight , I'll find you War to
skirmish every Night , Which shall become you better . Were I wise , And bold ...
Let rough hew'd Soldiers warlike Dangers prove , ' Tis picy Paris should do ought
save . Love . Hector ( whom you so praise ) for you may fight , I'll find you War to
skirmish every Night , Which shall become you better . Were I wise , And bold ...
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Essay on the Art Rise and Progress of the Stage in Greece Rome | i |
The Glossary Ixviü | lxix |
Venus and Adonis | 1 |
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