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Pagina 324
... Present mirth hath present laughter ; What's to come is still unsure . In delay there lies no plenty ; Then come kiss me , sweet and twenty , Youth's a stuff will not endure . -Twelfth Night COME AWAY , COME AWAY , DEATH Come away ...
... Present mirth hath present laughter ; What's to come is still unsure . In delay there lies no plenty ; Then come kiss me , sweet and twenty , Youth's a stuff will not endure . -Twelfth Night COME AWAY , COME AWAY , DEATH Come away ...
Pagina 403
... present occasion with arguments ; tales with reasons ; asking of questions with telling of opinions ; and jest with earnest : for it is a dull thing to tire , and , as we say now , to jade any thing too far . As for jest , there be ...
... present occasion with arguments ; tales with reasons ; asking of questions with telling of opinions ; and jest with earnest : for it is a dull thing to tire , and , as we say now , to jade any thing too far . As for jest , there be ...
Pagina 587
... present work ; to which I have added some original papers of my own , which , whether they are equal or inferior to my other 30 poems , an author is the most improper judge , and therefore I leave them wholly to the mercy of the reader ...
... present work ; to which I have added some original papers of my own , which , whether they are equal or inferior to my other 30 poems , an author is the most improper judge , and therefore I leave them wholly to the mercy of the reader ...
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