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2 Grace She that will but now discover Where the wingéd wag doth hover , Shall , to night , receive a kisse , How or where her selfe would wish : 10 But , who brings him to his mother , Shall have that kisse , and another .
2 Grace She that will but now discover Where the wingéd wag doth hover , Shall , to night , receive a kisse , How or where her selfe would wish : 10 But , who brings him to his mother , Shall have that kisse , and another .
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From Hell continu'd reaching th ' utmost Orbe 150 Of this frail World ; by which the Spirits perverse 1030 With easie intercourse pass to and fro To tempt or punish mortals , except whom God and good Angels guard by special grace .
From Hell continu'd reaching th ' utmost Orbe 150 Of this frail World ; by which the Spirits perverse 1030 With easie intercourse pass to and fro To tempt or punish mortals , except whom God and good Angels guard by special grace .
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Who ever ask'd the witnesses high race Whose oath with martyrdom did Stephen grace ? Ours was a Levite , and as times went then , His tribe were God - almighties gentlemen . Sunk were his eyes , his voice was harsh and loud , Sure signs ...
Who ever ask'd the witnesses high race Whose oath with martyrdom did Stephen grace ? Ours was a Levite , and as times went then , His tribe were God - almighties gentlemen . Sunk were his eyes , his voice was harsh and loud , Sure signs ...
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Medieval Lyrics | 1 |
The Franklins Tale | 16 |
The wordes of the Host to the Phisicien | 28 |
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