Elegant Extracts, Томове 3–4Vicesimus Knox 1809 |
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... grief . Const . He talks to me , that never had a son . K. Phil . You are as fond of grief as of your child . [ child , Const . Grief fills the room up of my absent Lies in his bed , walks up and down with me ; Puts on his pretty looks ...
... grief . Const . He talks to me , that never had a son . K. Phil . You are as fond of grief as of your child . [ child , Const . Grief fills the room up of my absent Lies in his bed , walks up and down with me ; Puts on his pretty looks ...
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... grief , Due to some single breast ? Rosse . No mind that's honest Despised Old Age . of life I have liv'd long enough : my way Is fall'n into the sear , the yellow leaf : And that which should accompany old age , As honor , love ...
... grief , Due to some single breast ? Rosse . No mind that's honest Despised Old Age . of life I have liv'd long enough : my way Is fall'n into the sear , the yellow leaf : And that which should accompany old age , As honor , love ...
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... Grief . Each substance of a grief hath twenty sha- dows , Which show like grief itself , but are not so : For sorrow's eye , glazed with blinding tears , Divides one thing entire to many objects ; Like perspectives , which rightly gaz'd ...
... Grief . Each substance of a grief hath twenty sha- dows , Which show like grief itself , but are not so : For sorrow's eye , glazed with blinding tears , Divides one thing entire to many objects ; Like perspectives , which rightly gaz'd ...
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