Elegant Extracts, Томове 3–4Vicesimus Knox 1809 |
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... lord ? why do you keep alone , Of sorriest fancies your companions making ? Using those thoughts which should indeed ... lord . What is't that moves your highness ? Macb . Which of you have done this ? Lords . What , my good lord ...
... lord ? why do you keep alone , Of sorriest fancies your companions making ? Using those thoughts which should indeed ... lord . What is't that moves your highness ? Macb . Which of you have done this ? Lords . What , my good lord ...
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... lord , go you , and greet him in his tent : " Tis said , he holds you well ; and will be led , At your request , a little from himself . Ulys . O Agamemnon , let it not be so ! We'll consecrate the steps that Ajax makes , When they go ...
... lord , go you , and greet him in his tent : " Tis said , he holds you well ; and will be led , At your request , a little from himself . Ulys . O Agamemnon , let it not be so ! We'll consecrate the steps that Ajax makes , When they go ...
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... Lord Randolph , and young Norval , not known at the time to be Lady Randolph's Son . Lady Ran . How fares my lord ? HOME . Lord Ran . That it fares well , thanks to this gallant youth , Whose valor sav'd me from a wretched death . As ...
... Lord Randolph , and young Norval , not known at the time to be Lady Randolph's Son . Lady Ran . How fares my lord ? HOME . Lord Ran . That it fares well , thanks to this gallant youth , Whose valor sav'd me from a wretched death . As ...
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