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Page 201
He , that hath lost her , too : so is the queen , That most desir'd the match : But not a courtier , Although they wear their faces to the bent Of the king's looks , hath a heart that is not Glad at the thing they scowl at .
He , that hath lost her , too : so is the queen , That most desir'd the match : But not a courtier , Although they wear their faces to the bent Of the king's looks , hath a heart that is not Glad at the thing they scowl at .
Page 257
Lucius hath wrote already to the emperop How it goes here . It fits us therefore , ripely , Our chariots and our horsemen be in readiness : The powers that he already hath in Gallia Will soon be drawn to head , from whence he moves His ...
Lucius hath wrote already to the emperop How it goes here . It fits us therefore , ripely , Our chariots and our horsemen be in readiness : The powers that he already hath in Gallia Will soon be drawn to head , from whence he moves His ...
Page 352
O , thus I found her , straying in the park , Seeking to hide herself , as doth the deer , That hath receiv'd some unrecuring wound . Tit . It was my deer ; and he , that wounded her , Hath hurt me more , than had he kill'd me dead ...
O , thus I found her , straying in the park , Seeking to hide herself , as doth the deer , That hath receiv'd some unrecuring wound . Tit . It was my deer ; and he , that wounded her , Hath hurt me more , than had he kill'd me dead ...
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