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Be not afraid that I your hand should take ; I'll never do you wrong for your own sake : Blessing upon your vows ! and in your bed Find fairer fortune , if you ever werd ! Laf . These boys are boys of ice , they'll 24 ...
Be not afraid that I your hand should take ; I'll never do you wrong for your own sake : Blessing upon your vows ! and in your bed Find fairer fortune , if you ever werd ! Laf . These boys are boys of ice , they'll 24 ...
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I'll beat him , by my life , if I can meet him with any convenience , an he were double and double a lord . I'll have no more pity of his age , than I would have of — I'll beat him , -an if I could but meet him again !
I'll beat him , by my life , if I can meet him with any convenience , an he were double and double a lord . I'll have no more pity of his age , than I would have of — I'll beat him , -an if I could but meet him again !
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It shall be so : I'll send her to my house , Acquaint my mother with my hate to her , And wherefore I am fled ; write to the king That which I durst not speak : his present gift Shall furnish me to those Italian fields , Where noble ...
It shall be so : I'll send her to my house , Acquaint my mother with my hate to her , And wherefore I am fled ; write to the king That which I durst not speak : his present gift Shall furnish me to those Italian fields , Where noble ...
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And all the secrets of our camp I'll show , Their force , their purposes ; nay , I'll speak that Which you will wonder at . I Sold . But wilt thou faithfully ? Par . If I do not , damn me . I Sold . Acordo linta :Come thou art granted ...
And all the secrets of our camp I'll show , Their force , their purposes ; nay , I'll speak that Which you will wonder at . I Sold . But wilt thou faithfully ? Par . If I do not , damn me . I Sold . Acordo linta :Come thou art granted ...
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Remain there but an hour , nor speak to me : My reasons are most strong ; and you shall know them When back again this ring shall be deliver'd : And on your finger , in the night , I'll put Another ring , that , what in time proceeds ...
Remain there but an hour , nor speak to me : My reasons are most strong ; and you shall know them When back again this ring shall be deliver'd : And on your finger , in the night , I'll put Another ring , that , what in time proceeds ...
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455 ÆäÀÌÁö - With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly," death itself awakes ? Can'st thou, O partial sleep ! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
509 ÆäÀÌÁö - Creatures that by a rule in nature teach The act of order to a peopled kingdom. They have a king and officers of sorts ; Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor ; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil citizens kneading up the honey,...
172 ÆäÀÌÁö - When daffodils begin to peer, With heigh ! the doxy over the dale, Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year; For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, With heigh ! the sweet birds, O, how they sing! Doth set my pugging tooth on edge ; For a quart of ale is a dish for a king. The lark, that...
129 ÆäÀÌÁö - When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day. But when I came to man's estate, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; 'Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate, For the rain it raineth every day.