Elegant Extracts, 第 3-4 卷Vicesimus Knox 1809 |
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... hour ago since it was nine : ' And after one hour more ' twill be eleven : ' And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe , And then from hour to hour we rot and rot , And thereby hangs a tale . ' When I did hear The motley fool thus moral ...
... hour ago since it was nine : ' And after one hour more ' twill be eleven : ' And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe , And then from hour to hour we rot and rot , And thereby hangs a tale . ' When I did hear The motley fool thus moral ...
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... hour of my life . What ! canst thou not forbear me half an hour ? Then get thee gone and dig my grave thyself ; And bid the merry bells ring to thine car That thou art crowned , not that I am dead . Let all the tears that should bedew ...
... hour of my life . What ! canst thou not forbear me half an hour ? Then get thee gone and dig my grave thyself ; And bid the merry bells ring to thine car That thou art crowned , not that I am dead . Let all the tears that should bedew ...
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... hour by hour Honor's high thought , affection's pow'r , Discretion's deed , sound judgement's sentence ; And teach me all things - but repentance . § 203. The Family Fireside . BISHOP . ' HOME's home , however homely , ' wisdom says ...
... hour by hour Honor's high thought , affection's pow'r , Discretion's deed , sound judgement's sentence ; And teach me all things - but repentance . § 203. The Family Fireside . BISHOP . ' HOME's home , however homely , ' wisdom says ...
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