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Էջ 51
But wild Ambition loves to slide , not stand ; And Fortunes Ice prefers to Vertues Land : JOHN DRYDBN ( 1631-1700 ) Lord Eldon the names of men Who flourished in old England in my time , And try to find the wickedest of the lot ...
But wild Ambition loves to slide , not stand ; And Fortunes Ice prefers to Vertues Land : JOHN DRYDBN ( 1631-1700 ) Lord Eldon the names of men Who flourished in old England in my time , And try to find the wickedest of the lot ...
Էջ 74
... the blue that looks so candid Is non - committal , frigid as a harlot's eye . Gangways — the handclasp of the land . The resurrected 74.
... the blue that looks so candid Is non - committal , frigid as a harlot's eye . Gangways — the handclasp of the land . The resurrected 74.
Էջ 83
We brought away from battle , And much their land bemoaned them , Two thousand head of cattle , And the head of him who owned them : Ednyfed , King of Dyfed , His head was borne before us ; His wine and beasts supplied our feasts ...
We brought away from battle , And much their land bemoaned them , Two thousand head of cattle , And the head of him who owned them : Ednyfed , King of Dyfed , His head was borne before us ; His wine and beasts supplied our feasts ...
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