PoetryBenjamin B. Mussey, 1842 |
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Արդյունքներ 92–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
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... sight of death makes hard , Scorn retorted . Od's my little life ! I think she means to tangle mine eyes too . No , ' faith , proud mistress ! hope not after it . Tis not your inky brows , your black silk hair , Your bugle eye - balls ...
... sight of death makes hard , Scorn retorted . Od's my little life ! I think she means to tangle mine eyes too . No , ' faith , proud mistress ! hope not after it . Tis not your inky brows , your black silk hair , Your bugle eye - balls ...
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... sight For terror , not for use ; in time the rod Mercy in Governors recommended . No ceremony that to great ones ' longs , Not the king's crown , nor the deputed sword , The marshal's truncheon , nor the judge's robe , Becomes more mock ...
... sight For terror , not for use ; in time the rod Mercy in Governors recommended . No ceremony that to great ones ' longs , Not the king's crown , nor the deputed sword , The marshal's truncheon , nor the judge's robe , Becomes more mock ...
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... sights Are spectacled to see him . [ nurse Both field and city ours , he never stood Your prattling To ease his ... sight ! a beggar's tongue Make motion through my lips ; and my arm'd knees , Who bow'd but in my stirrup , bend like ...
... sights Are spectacled to see him . [ nurse Both field and city ours , he never stood Your prattling To ease his ... sight ! a beggar's tongue Make motion through my lips ; and my arm'd knees , Who bow'd but in my stirrup , bend like ...
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... sight ,. That do corrupt my air : I banish you ; And here remain with your uncertainty ! Let every feeble rumor shake your hearts ! Your enemies with nodding of their plumes Fan you into despair ! have the power still To banish your ...
... sight ,. That do corrupt my air : I banish you ; And here remain with your uncertainty ! Let every feeble rumor shake your hearts ! Your enemies with nodding of their plumes Fan you into despair ! have the power still To banish your ...
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Vicesimus Knox James Gates Percival. Are we come hither : since that thy sight , | Imogen's Bed - chamber : in one part of it a A Satire on Women . Is there no way for. which should Make our eyes flow with joy , hearts dance with comforts ...
Vicesimus Knox James Gates Percival. Are we come hither : since that thy sight , | Imogen's Bed - chamber : in one part of it a A Satire on Women . Is there no way for. which should Make our eyes flow with joy , hearts dance with comforts ...
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