Came there a certain lord, neat, and trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom ; and his chin new reap'd Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home ; He was perfumed like a milliner ; And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and... The Plays of William Shakespeare : Accurately Printed from the Text of the ... - Page 230 by William Shakespeare - 1805 Full view -
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