Spencer to CrabbeOxford University Press, 1990 |
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133. oldal
... bless us ! ' Lady M. Consider it not so deeply . Mach . But wherefore could not I pronounce ' Amen ' ? I had most need of blessing , and ' Amen ' Stuck in my throat . Lady M. These deeds must not be thought After these ways ; so , it ...
... bless us ! ' Lady M. Consider it not so deeply . Mach . But wherefore could not I pronounce ' Amen ' ? I had most need of blessing , and ' Amen ' Stuck in my throat . Lady M. These deeds must not be thought After these ways ; so , it ...
482. oldal
... Bless'd with a taste exact , yet unconfined ; A knowledge both of books and human kind ; Generous converse ; a soul exempt from pride ; And love to praise , with reason on his side ? Such once were critics ; such the happy few , Athens ...
... Bless'd with a taste exact , yet unconfined ; A knowledge both of books and human kind ; Generous converse ; a soul exempt from pride ; And love to praise , with reason on his side ? Such once were critics ; such the happy few , Athens ...
514. oldal
... bless each grey goose quill ! May every Bavius have his Bufo still ! So when a statesman wants a day's defence , Or Envy holds a whole week's war with Sense , Or simple pride for flattery makes demands , May dunce by dunce be whistled ...
... bless each grey goose quill ! May every Bavius have his Bufo still ! So when a statesman wants a day's defence , Or Envy holds a whole week's war with Sense , Or simple pride for flattery makes demands , May dunce by dunce be whistled ...
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SIR WALTER RALEIGH 15521618 | 33 |
FULKE GREVILLE LORD BROOKE 15541628 | 49 |
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