Specimens of English Poetry and Prose: Wybor Poezji i Prozy Angielskiej, Томове 1–2Państwowe Wydawn. Naukowe, 1964 |
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... hath spent this term XL li15 . It is a great thing ; methinketh be11 good discretion there might much have been spared . Your father , God bless his soul , hath had as great matters to do as I trow he hath had this term , and hath not ...
... hath spent this term XL li15 . It is a great thing ; methinketh be11 good discretion there might much have been spared . Your father , God bless his soul , hath had as great matters to do as I trow he hath had this term , and hath not ...
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... hath abjured ! on God , whom Faustus hath blasphemed ! Ah , my God , I would weep ! but the devil draws in my tears . Gush forth blood , instead of tears ! yea , life and - soul O , he stays my tongue ! I would lift up my hands ; but ...
... hath abjured ! on God , whom Faustus hath blasphemed ! Ah , my God , I would weep ! but the devil draws in my tears . Gush forth blood , instead of tears ! yea , life and - soul O , he stays my tongue ! I would lift up my hands ; but ...
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... hath not come a razor upon mine head ; for I have bean a Nazarite2 unto God from my mother's womb : if I be shaven , then my strength will go from me , and I shall become weak , and be like any other man " . And when Delilah saw that he ...
... hath not come a razor upon mine head ; for I have bean a Nazarite2 unto God from my mother's womb : if I be shaven , then my strength will go from me , and I shall become weak , and be like any other man " . And when Delilah saw that he ...
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