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20 30 30 With wordes that smarted , Yet now doubtless ye give me cause To write of you this goodly clause , Mistress Gertrude , With womanhood endued , With virtue well renewed . I will that ye shall be In all benignity Like to Dame ...
20 30 30 With wordes that smarted , Yet now doubtless ye give me cause To write of you this goodly clause , Mistress Gertrude , With womanhood endued , With virtue well renewed . I will that ye shall be In all benignity Like to Dame ...
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To dare the thing , which daily yet I rew , And the old cause of my continued paine With like attempt to like end to renew . Is not enough , that thrust from heauen dew Here endlesse penance for one fault I pay , But that redoubled ...
To dare the thing , which daily yet I rew , And the old cause of my continued paine With like attempt to like end to renew . Is not enough , that thrust from heauen dew Here endlesse penance for one fault I pay , But that redoubled ...
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The careful Devil is still at hand with means ; 80 And providently pimps for ill desires : The Good Old Cause , reviv'd , a plot re- quires , Plots , true or false , are necessary things , To raise up common - wealths and ruin kings .
The careful Devil is still at hand with means ; 80 And providently pimps for ill desires : The Good Old Cause , reviv'd , a plot re- quires , Plots , true or false , are necessary things , To raise up common - wealths and ruin kings .
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Medieval Lyrics | 1 |
The Franklins Tale | 16 |
The wordes of the Host to the Phisicien | 28 |
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