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[ The Indian Emperor , 1665 ] After the pangs of a desperate lover AFTER the pangs of a desperate lover , When day and night I have sigh'd all in vain , Ah what a pleasure it is to discover In her eyes pity , who causes my pain !
[ The Indian Emperor , 1665 ] After the pangs of a desperate lover AFTER the pangs of a desperate lover , When day and night I have sigh'd all in vain , Ah what a pleasure it is to discover In her eyes pity , who causes my pain !
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He doth His worst in this our life , Giving just respite lest we die through pain , - Saving last pain for worst ... Sees two black painful beetles roll their ball 260 On head and tail as if to save their lives : Moves them the stick ...
He doth His worst in this our life , Giving just respite lest we die through pain , - Saving last pain for worst ... Sees two black painful beetles roll their ball 260 On head and tail as if to save their lives : Moves them the stick ...
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To poor Violante for there lay , she said , My poor real dying mother in her rags , Who put me from her with the life and all , - 290 Poverty , pain , shame and disease at once , To die the easier by what price I fetched Also ( I hope ) ...
To poor Violante for there lay , she said , My poor real dying mother in her rags , Who put me from her with the life and all , - 290 Poverty , pain , shame and disease at once , To die the easier by what price I fetched Also ( I hope ) ...
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