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The time was once , when thou unurg'd wouldst vow That never words were music to thine ear , That never object pleasing in thine eye , That never touch well - welcome to thy hand , That never meat sweet - savour'd in thy taste , Unless ...
The time was once , when thou unurg'd wouldst vow That never words were music to thine ear , That never object pleasing in thine eye , That never touch well - welcome to thy hand , That never meat sweet - savour'd in thy taste , Unless ...
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Hermione , my dearest , thou never spok'st To better purpose . Her . Never ? Leo . Never , but once . Her . What ? have I twice said well ? when was't before ? I pr'ythee , tell me : Cram us with praise , and make us As fat as tame ...
Hermione , my dearest , thou never spok'st To better purpose . Her . Never ? Leo . Never , but once . Her . What ? have I twice said well ? when was't before ? I pr'ythee , tell me : Cram us with praise , and make us As fat as tame ...
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They call him Doricles ; and he boasts himself To have a worthy feeding : but I have it Upon his own report , and I believe it ; He looks like sooth : He says , he loves my daughter ; I think so too ; for never gaz'd the moon Upon the ...
They call him Doricles ; and he boasts himself To have a worthy feeding : but I have it Upon his own report , and I believe it ; He looks like sooth : He says , he loves my daughter ; I think so too ; for never gaz'd the moon Upon the ...
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