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From The Second Mask , which was of Beauty this toy now , 30 10 a [ Beauties , have ye seen ] I Grace . Beauties , have ye seen Hell hath felt a greater heat , Jove himself forsook his seat ; Called Love , a little boy , From the center ...
From The Second Mask , which was of Beauty this toy now , 30 10 a [ Beauties , have ye seen ] I Grace . Beauties , have ye seen Hell hath felt a greater heat , Jove himself forsook his seat ; Called Love , a little boy , From the center ...
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2 Grace . Trust him not ; his words , though sweet , Seldom with his heart do meet . All his practice is deceit ; Every gift it is a bait ; Not a kiss but poison bears , And most treason in his tears . 1 Grace .
2 Grace . Trust him not ; his words , though sweet , Seldom with his heart do meet . All his practice is deceit ; Every gift it is a bait ; Not a kiss but poison bears , And most treason in his tears . 1 Grace .
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ready succor to all poor , honest , learned men's suits , I most humbly beseech Your Grace to take in good worth this ... surely know Your Grace's pleasure therein ) had been more easier and fit for my trade in study , yet nevertheless ...
ready succor to all poor , honest , learned men's suits , I most humbly beseech Your Grace to take in good worth this ... surely know Your Grace's pleasure therein ) had been more easier and fit for my trade in study , yet nevertheless ...
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