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A contract of true love to celebrate ; And some donation freely to estate On the bless'd lovers . Cer . Tell me , heavenly bow , If Venus , or her son , as thou dost know , Do now attend the queen ? since they did plot The means ...
A contract of true love to celebrate ; And some donation freely to estate On the bless'd lovers . Cer . Tell me , heavenly bow , If Venus , or her son , as thou dost know , Do now attend the queen ? since they did plot The means ...
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If these be true spies which I wear in my head , here's a goodly sight . Cal . O Setebos , these be brave spirits , indeed ! How fine my master is ! I am afraid He will chastise me . Seb . Ha , ha ; What things are these , my lord ...
If these be true spies which I wear in my head , here's a goodly sight . Cal . O Setebos , these be brave spirits , indeed ! How fine my master is ! I am afraid He will chastise me . Seb . Ha , ha ; What things are these , my lord ...
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Here is my hand for my true constancy ; And when that hour o'er - slips me in the day , Wherein I sigh not , Julia , for thy sake , The next ensuing hour some foul mischance Torment me for my love's forgetfulness !
Here is my hand for my true constancy ; And when that hour o'er - slips me in the day , Wherein I sigh not , Julia , for thy sake , The next ensuing hour some foul mischance Torment me for my love's forgetfulness !
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Is it mine eye , or Valentinus ' praise , Her true perfection , or my false transgression , That makes me , reasonless , to reason thus ? She's fair ; and so is Julia , that I love ;That I did love , for now my love is thaw'd ; Which ...
Is it mine eye , or Valentinus ' praise , Her true perfection , or my false transgression , That makes me , reasonless , to reason thus ? She's fair ; and so is Julia , that I love ;That I did love , for now my love is thaw'd ; Which ...
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A true - devoted pilgrim is not weary To measure kingdoms with his feeble steps ; Much less shall she , that hath love's wings to fly ; And when the flight is made to one so dear , Of such divine perfection , as sir Proteus . Luc .
A true - devoted pilgrim is not weary To measure kingdoms with his feeble steps ; Much less shall she , that hath love's wings to fly ; And when the flight is made to one so dear , Of such divine perfection , as sir Proteus . Luc .
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