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Pagina 105
And , will you leave this With such hopes as made you look'd on Ant . Pr'ythee do not curse her , [ love By all men's eyes , a youth of expectation , And I will leave her ; though Heaven knows I Pleas'd with your seeming virtue ...
And , will you leave this With such hopes as made you look'd on Ant . Pr'ythee do not curse her , [ love By all men's eyes , a youth of expectation , And I will leave her ; though Heaven knows I Pleas'd with your seeming virtue ...
Pagina 351
I'm despising , We'll stop , with your good leave , on this side That vulgar passion , Envy , is not rising ! L. Alton . Attack Amelia , both in verse and O no ! -Contempt is struggling to burst outYour wit can make a nettle of a rose .
I'm despising , We'll stop , with your good leave , on this side That vulgar passion , Envy , is not rising ! L. Alton . Attack Amelia , both in verse and O no ! -Contempt is struggling to burst outYour wit can make a nettle of a rose .
Pagina 366
Those tears their art , not weakness , has con- Show but a mimic ape , or French buffoon , fess'd , You to the other house in shoals are gone , Their grief approv'd the niceness of their taste , And leave us here to tune our crowds ...
Those tears their art , not weakness , has con- Show but a mimic ape , or French buffoon , fess'd , You to the other house in shoals are gone , Their grief approv'd the niceness of their taste , And leave us here to tune our crowds ...
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