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Or doth a feare , that men are true , torment you ? Oh we are not , be not you so , Let mee , and doe you , twenty know . Rob mee , but binde me not , and let me goe . Must I , who came to travaile thorow you , Grow your fixt subject ...
Or doth a feare , that men are true , torment you ? Oh we are not , be not you so , Let mee , and doe you , twenty know . Rob mee , but binde me not , and let me goe . Must I , who came to travaile thorow you , Grow your fixt subject ...
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Some neither can for Wits nor Critics pass , As heavy mules are neither horse nor INTRODUCTION . That it is as great a fault to judge ill as to write ill , and a more dangerous one to the public . That a true Taste is as rare to be ...
Some neither can for Wits nor Critics pass , As heavy mules are neither horse nor INTRODUCTION . That it is as great a fault to judge ill as to write ill , and a more dangerous one to the public . That a true Taste is as rare to be ...
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She turned about her milk - white steed , And took True Thomas up behind , And aye wheneer her bridle rang , The steed few swifter than the wind . 20 She got him up upon her backe , And carried him to earthen lake.10 She buried him ...
She turned about her milk - white steed , And took True Thomas up behind , And aye wheneer her bridle rang , The steed few swifter than the wind . 20 She got him up upon her backe , And carried him to earthen lake.10 She buried him ...
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The wordes of the Host to the Phisicien A new Courtly Sonnet of the Lady Green | 28 |
Thomas Hoccleve 1370?1450? Plays and Entertainments | 50 |
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