Tudor Poetry and Prose, Volume 10John William Hebel Appleton-Century-Crofts, 1953 - 1375 pagina's |
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Pagina 165
... Never man was true ; He said , None was false to you . He said he had loved her long . She said , Love should have no wrong . Coridon would kiss her then ; She said maids must kiss no men Till they did for good and all . Then she made ...
... Never man was true ; He said , None was false to you . He said he had loved her long . She said , Love should have no wrong . Coridon would kiss her then ; She said maids must kiss no men Till they did for good and all . Then she made ...
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... never broken from stealing his prey . If you pound spices , they smell the sweeter ; season the wood never so well , the wine will taste of the cask ; plant and translate the crabtree where and whensoever it please you , and it will 10 ...
... never broken from stealing his prey . If you pound spices , they smell the sweeter ; season the wood never so well , the wine will taste of the cask ; plant and translate the crabtree where and whensoever it please you , and it will 10 ...
Pagina 775
... never stain , that the pure civet will never lose his savor , that the green laurel will never change his color , that beauty can never be blotted with discourtesy . As touching secrecy in this behalf , a assure thyself that I will not ...
... never stain , that the pure civet will never lose his savor , that the green laurel will never change his color , that beauty can never be blotted with discourtesy . As touching secrecy in this behalf , a assure thyself that I will not ...
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