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Pagina 96
As birds do , mother . L. Macd . What ! with worms and fies ? Son . With what I get , I mean ; and so do they . L. Macd . Poor bird ! thou'dst never fear the net , nor lime , The pit - fall , nor the gin . Son . Why should I , mother ?
As birds do , mother . L. Macd . What ! with worms and fies ? Son . With what I get , I mean ; and so do they . L. Macd . Poor bird ! thou'dst never fear the net , nor lime , The pit - fall , nor the gin . Son . Why should I , mother ?
Pagina 181
Now by the jealous Queen of Heaven , that kiss I carried from thee , dear ; and my true lip Hath virgin'd it e'er since . - You gods ! I prate , 45 And the most noble mother of the world Leave unsaluted . Sink , my knee , i ' the earth ...
Now by the jealous Queen of Heaven , that kiss I carried from thee , dear ; and my true lip Hath virgin'd it e'er since . - You gods ! I prate , 45 And the most noble mother of the world Leave unsaluted . Sink , my knee , i ' the earth ...
Pagina 182
He loved his mother dearly . Men . So did he me ; and he no more remembers his mother , now , than an eight year old horse . The tartness of his face sours ripe grapes . When he walks , he moves like an engine , and the ground shrinks ...
He loved his mother dearly . Men . So did he me ; and he no more remembers his mother , now , than an eight year old horse . The tartness of his face sours ripe grapes . When he walks , he moves like an engine , and the ground shrinks ...
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