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... the sons of honest and poor parents , to be apprentices to some tradesmen or
handy - craft men , to the intent the said ... that hath attained the age of twenty and
one years , not less , and dwelt long in one service , or to some honest poor ...
... the sons of honest and poor parents , to be apprentices to some tradesmen or
handy - craft men , to the intent the said ... that hath attained the age of twenty and
one years , not less , and dwelt long in one service , or to some honest poor ...
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Let us compliment no longer , but join unto them . Come , honest Venator , let us
be gone , let us make haste ; I long to be going ; no reasonable hedge or ditch
shall hold me . Ven . Gentleman Huntsman where found you this Otter ? Hunt .
Let us compliment no longer , but join unto them . Come , honest Venator , let us
be gone , let us make haste ; I long to be going ; no reasonable hedge or ditch
shall hold me . Ven . Gentleman Huntsman where found you this Otter ? Hunt .
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And I ' ll be as certain to make him a good dish of meat , as I was to catch him : I '
ll now lead you to an honest ale - house , where we shall find a cleanly room ,
lavender in the windows , and twenty ballads stuck about the wall . There my ...
And I ' ll be as certain to make him a good dish of meat , as I was to catch him : I '
ll now lead you to an honest ale - house , where we shall find a cleanly room ,
lavender in the windows , and twenty ballads stuck about the wall . There my ...
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Believe me , scholar , this is my resolution ; ' and so here ' s to you a hearty
draught , and to all that love us and the honest art of angling . Ven . Trust me ,
good inaster , you shall not sow your seed in barren ground ; for I hope to return
you an ...
Believe me , scholar , this is my resolution ; ' and so here ' s to you a hearty
draught , and to all that love us and the honest art of angling . Ven . Trust me ,
good inaster , you shall not sow your seed in barren ground ; for I hope to return
you an ...
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cock , and eat it ; and Maudlin shall sit by and sing you the good old song of the
Hunting in Chevy Chace , or some other good ballad , for she hath store of them ;
Maudlin , my honest Maudlin , hath a notable memory , and she thinks nothing ...
cock , and eat it ; and Maudlin shall sit by and sing you the good old song of the
Hunting in Chevy Chace , or some other good ballad , for she hath store of them ;
Maudlin , my honest Maudlin , hath a notable memory , and she thinks nothing ...
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Страница 65 - I left this place, and entered into the next field, a second pleasure entertained me ; 'twas a handsome Milkmaid that had not yet attained so much age and wisdom as to load her mind with any fears of many things that will never be, as too many men too often do ; but she cast away all care, and sung like a nightingale. Her voice was good, and the ditty fitted for it ; 'twas that smooth song, which was made by Kit Marlowe, now at ' least fifty years ago : and the Milkmaid's mother sung an answer to...
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| Заглавие | The Complete Angler, Or, Contemplative Man's Recreation: Being a Discourse on Rivers, Fish-ponds, Fish and Fishing-- |
| Автори | Izaak Walton, John Hawkins |
| Издание | 9 |
| Издател | James Smith, 1822 |
| Оригиналът е от | Харвардският университет |
| Цифровизирана на | 25 Окт 2007 |
| Брой страници | 383 страници |
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