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And here I swear by all the Roman gods , Sith priest and holy water are so near , And tapers burn so bright , and every thing In readiness for Hymenæus stand , I will not re - salute the streets of Rome , Or climb my palace , till from ...
And here I swear by all the Roman gods , Sith priest and holy water are so near , And tapers burn so bright , and every thing In readiness for Hymenæus stand , I will not re - salute the streets of Rome , Or climb my palace , till from ...
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My lovely Aaron , wherefore look'st thou sad , When every thing doth make a gleeful boast ? The birds chant melody on every bush ; The snake lies rolled in the cheerful sun ; The green leaves quiver with the cooling wind , And make a ...
My lovely Aaron , wherefore look'st thou sad , When every thing doth make a gleeful boast ? The birds chant melody on every bush ; The snake lies rolled in the cheerful sun ; The green leaves quiver with the cooling wind , And make a ...
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Tis present death I beg ; and one thing more That womanhood denies my tongue to tell : 170 O , keep me from their worse than killing lust , And tumble me into some loathsome pit , Where never man's eye may behold my body : Do this ...
Tis present death I beg ; and one thing more That womanhood denies my tongue to tell : 170 O , keep me from their worse than killing lust , And tumble me into some loathsome pit , Where never man's eye may behold my body : Do this ...
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Aaron is gone ; and my compassionate heart Will not permit mine eyes once to behold The thing whereat it trembles by surmise : O , tell me how it is ; for ne'er till now Was I a child to fear I know not what . Mart .
Aaron is gone ; and my compassionate heart Will not permit mine eyes once to behold The thing whereat it trembles by surmise : O , tell me how it is ; for ne'er till now Was I a child to fear I know not what . Mart .
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O wondrous thing ! How easily murder is discovered ! Tit . High emperor , upon my feeble knee ? I beg this boon , with tears not lightly shed , That this fell fault of my accursed sons , Accursed , if the fault be proved in them- Sat.
O wondrous thing ! How easily murder is discovered ! Tit . High emperor , upon my feeble knee ? I beg this boon , with tears not lightly shed , That this fell fault of my accursed sons , Accursed , if the fault be proved in them- Sat.
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