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... hear mee relate My Storie , which perhaps thou hast not heard ; And Day is yet not spent ; till then thou seest How suttly to detaine thee I devise , Inviting thee to hear while I relate , Fond , were it not in hope of thy reply : For ...
... hear mee relate My Storie , which perhaps thou hast not heard ; And Day is yet not spent ; till then thou seest How suttly to detaine thee I devise , Inviting thee to hear while I relate , Fond , were it not in hope of thy reply : For ...
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... hear , and curious are to hear , What happ'ns new ; Fame also finds us out . To whom the Son of God . Who brought me hither 335 Will bring me hence , no other Guide I seek . By Miracle he may , reply'd the Swain , What other way I see ...
... hear , and curious are to hear , What happ'ns new ; Fame also finds us out . To whom the Son of God . Who brought me hither 335 Will bring me hence , no other Guide I seek . By Miracle he may , reply'd the Swain , What other way I see ...
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... hear Her dictates from thy mouth ? most men admire Vertue , who follow not her lore : permit me To hear thee when I come ( since no man comes ) And talk at least , though I despair to attain . Thy Father , who is holy , wise and pure ...
... hear Her dictates from thy mouth ? most men admire Vertue , who follow not her lore : permit me To hear thee when I come ( since no man comes ) And talk at least , though I despair to attain . Thy Father , who is holy , wise and pure ...
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