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... received his academical education at Emmanuel College , Cambridge . In 1597 , he published a volume of Satires , which gave great offence , but which remain to the student of English poetry as amongst the most masterly productions of ...
... received his academical education at Emmanuel College , Cambridge . In 1597 , he published a volume of Satires , which gave great offence , but which remain to the student of English poetry as amongst the most masterly productions of ...
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... received of mine . ' " The lady answered , how that she was ready to go at his command- ment . And so she departed , and rode to Pampeluna to the king her brother , who received her with much joy . from 12 HALF - HOURS WITH THE BEST ...
... received of mine . ' " The lady answered , how that she was ready to go at his command- ment . And so she departed , and rode to Pampeluna to the king her brother , who received her with much joy . from 12 HALF - HOURS WITH THE BEST ...
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Half hours Charles Knight. brother , who received her with much joy . from point to point . 66 The lady did her message Then the king answered— ' Fair lady , the sum of money is yours . The count should give it for your dower ; it shall ...
Half hours Charles Knight. brother , who received her with much joy . from point to point . 66 The lady did her message Then the king answered— ' Fair lady , the sum of money is yours . The count should give it for your dower ; it shall ...
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... Received you spending money ? Luke . I owe all this To your goodness , madam ; for it you have my prayers , The beggar's satisfaction : all my studies . ( Forgetting what I was , but with all duty Remembering what I am ) are now to ...
... Received you spending money ? Luke . I owe all this To your goodness , madam ; for it you have my prayers , The beggar's satisfaction : all my studies . ( Forgetting what I was , but with all duty Remembering what I am ) are now to ...
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... received an invitation from my friend Sir Roger de Coverley to pass away a month with him in the country , I last week accompanied him thither , and am settled with him for some time at his country - house , where I intend to form ...
... received an invitation from my friend Sir Roger de Coverley to pass away a month with him in the country , I last week accompanied him thither , and am settled with him for some time at his country - house , where I intend to form ...
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