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The count gives a great entertainment , and Giletta with his ring on her finger , and twin sons begotten by him in her arms , prostrates herself before him , and supplicates to be acknowledged as his wife . The count kisses her ...
The count gives a great entertainment , and Giletta with his ring on her finger , and twin sons begotten by him in her arms , prostrates herself before him , and supplicates to be acknowledged as his wife . The count kisses her ...
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I know You will be censuring : do it fairly though . ' Tis possible a virtuous woman may Abhor all sorts of looseness , and yet play ; Play on the stage , -- where all eyes are upon her : --- Shall we count that a crime , France ...
I know You will be censuring : do it fairly though . ' Tis possible a virtuous woman may Abhor all sorts of looseness , and yet play ; Play on the stage , -- where all eyes are upon her : --- Shall we count that a crime , France ...
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... is no reason why a mind thus wandering in ecstasy should count the clock , or why an hour should not be a century in that calenture of the brains that can make the stage a field . By supposition , as place is introduced , time may ...
... is no reason why a mind thus wandering in ecstasy should count the clock , or why an hour should not be a century in that calenture of the brains that can make the stage a field . By supposition , as place is introduced , time may ...
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That's because the one is painted , and the other out of all count . Val . How painted ? and how out of count ? Speed . Marry , sir , so painted to make her fair , that no man counts of her beauty . [ beauty . Val .
That's because the one is painted , and the other out of all count . Val . How painted ? and how out of count ? Speed . Marry , sir , so painted to make her fair , that no man counts of her beauty . [ beauty . Val .
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... I have one friend alive ; thou would'st disprove me . Who should be trusted now , when one's right hand Is perjur'd to the bosom ? Proteus , I am sorry I must never trust thee more , But count the world a stranger for thy ...
... I have one friend alive ; thou would'st disprove me . Who should be trusted now , when one's right hand Is perjur'd to the bosom ? Proteus , I am sorry I must never trust thee more , But count the world a stranger for thy ...
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Page 152 - It blesseth him that gives and him that takes. Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
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