Elegant Extracts, 第 3-4 卷Vicesimus Knox 1809 |
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... thought To think of this ! and shall I lack the thought That such a thing bechanc'd , would make me But tell not me , I know Antonio Is sad to think his merchandize . Ant . Believe me , no : I thank upon [ sad ? my fortune for it , My ...
... thought To think of this ! and shall I lack the thought That such a thing bechanc'd , would make me But tell not me , I know Antonio Is sad to think his merchandize . Ant . Believe me , no : I thank upon [ sad ? my fortune for it , My ...
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... thought . Lovers ' Farewell . Injurious time now , with a robber's haste , Crams his rich thievery up , he knows not how : As many farewells as be stars in heaven , With distinct breath and consign'd kisses to them , He fumbles up into ...
... thought . Lovers ' Farewell . Injurious time now , with a robber's haste , Crams his rich thievery up , he knows not how : As many farewells as be stars in heaven , With distinct breath and consign'd kisses to them , He fumbles up into ...
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... thought . Ir there be any land , as fame reports ,. He is retir'd to rest , and seems to cherish Thoughts full of ... thought I tremble ! Cato is stern and awful as a god ; He knows not how to wink at human frailty , Or pardon weakness ...
... thought . Ir there be any land , as fame reports ,. He is retir'd to rest , and seems to cherish Thoughts full of ... thought I tremble ! Cato is stern and awful as a god ; He knows not how to wink at human frailty , Or pardon weakness ...
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