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But when Nor dim nor red , like God's own head , the fog The glorious Sun uprist : cleared off , they justify Then all averred , I had killed the bird the same , That brought the fog and mist . and thus ' Twas right , said they ...
But when Nor dim nor red , like God's own head , the fog The glorious Sun uprist : cleared off , they justify Then all averred , I had killed the bird the same , That brought the fog and mist . and thus ' Twas right , said they ...
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Great praise the Duke of Marlbro ' won And our good Prince Eugene ; ' ' Why , ' twas a very wicked thing ! Said little Wilhelmine ; ' Nay .. nay .. my little girl , ' quoth he , ' It was a famous victory . ' And everybody praised the ...
Great praise the Duke of Marlbro ' won And our good Prince Eugene ; ' ' Why , ' twas a very wicked thing ! Said little Wilhelmine ; ' Nay .. nay .. my little girl , ' quoth he , ' It was a famous victory . ' And everybody praised the ...
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XCVI He said- ( I only give the heads ) — he said , He meant no harm in scribbling ; ' twas his way Upon all topics ; ' twas , besides , his bread , Of which he butter'd both sides ; ' twould delay Too long the assembly ( he was pleased ...
XCVI He said- ( I only give the heads ) — he said , He meant no harm in scribbling ; ' twas his way Upon all topics ; ' twas , besides , his bread , Of which he butter'd both sides ; ' twould delay Too long the assembly ( he was pleased ...
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CHARLES SACKVILLE EARL OF DORSET 16381706 | 1 |
ANNE COUNTESS OF WINCHILSEA ?16601720 | 10 |
WILLIAM CONGREVE 16701729 | 19 |
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