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It was the force of conquest ; force with force Is well ejected when the conquered can . But I , a private person , whom my country 1190 1200 As a league - breaker gave up bound , presumed Single rebellion , and did hostile acts !
It was the force of conquest ; force with force Is well ejected when the conquered can . But I , a private person , whom my country 1190 1200 As a league - breaker gave up bound , presumed Single rebellion , and did hostile acts !
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If hell must mourn , heaven sure shall sympathize ; What force cannot effect , fraud shall devise . 32 And yet whose force fear I ? have I so lost Myself , my strength , too , with my innocence ? Come try who dares ; heaven , earth ...
If hell must mourn , heaven sure shall sympathize ; What force cannot effect , fraud shall devise . 32 And yet whose force fear I ? have I so lost Myself , my strength , too , with my innocence ? Come try who dares ; heaven , earth ...
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Therefore not long in force this Charter stood ; Wanting that seal , it must be sealed in blood . The subjects armed , the more the princes gave , The advantage only took the more to crave . Till kings by giving , give themselves away ...
Therefore not long in force this Charter stood ; Wanting that seal , it must be sealed in blood . The subjects armed , the more the princes gave , The advantage only took the more to crave . Till kings by giving , give themselves away ...
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THE SEVENTEENTH CENTURY IN ENGLAND | 1 |
JOHN DONNE | 21 |
BEN JONSON | 76 |
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