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Pagina 61
When was the hour , And yet brought forth less than a mother's I ever contradicted your desire , [ friends Which of your To wit - an indigest ; deformed lump , [ hope ; Or made it not mine too ? Not like the fruit of such a goodly tree ...
When was the hour , And yet brought forth less than a mother's I ever contradicted your desire , [ friends Which of your To wit - an indigest ; deformed lump , [ hope ; Or made it not mine too ? Not like the fruit of such a goodly tree ...
Pagina 177
The dame brings forth in complimental mood , The mother , wi ' her needle an ' her sheers , To grace the lad , her weel - hain'd kebbuck Gars auld claes look amaist as weel's the fell , The father mixes a ' wi ' admonition due .
The dame brings forth in complimental mood , The mother , wi ' her needle an ' her sheers , To grace the lad , her weel - hain'd kebbuck Gars auld claes look amaist as weel's the fell , The father mixes a ' wi ' admonition due .
Pagina 271
The frowning Thunderer replies : My Mother . " Those evils which yourselves create , When pain and sickness made me cry , Rash fools ! ye now repent too late ; Who gaz'd upon my heavy eye , Made wretched by the public voice , And wept ...
The frowning Thunderer replies : My Mother . " Those evils which yourselves create , When pain and sickness made me cry , Rash fools ! ye now repent too late ; Who gaz'd upon my heavy eye , Made wretched by the public voice , And wept ...
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