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Pagina 45
... But , you must know , your father lost a father ; No more , That father lost , lost his ; and the survivor In filial obligation , for some term [ bound , Then weigh what loss your honor may sustain , To do obsequious sorrow .
... But , you must know , your father lost a father ; No more , That father lost , lost his ; and the survivor In filial obligation , for some term [ bound , Then weigh what loss your honor may sustain , To do obsequious sorrow .
Pagina 82
An instrument of this your calling back , If e'er my will did trespass ' gainst his love , Lay not your blame on me ; if you have lost Either in discourse of thought , or actual deed : Why , I have lost him too .
An instrument of this your calling back , If e'er my will did trespass ' gainst his love , Lay not your blame on me ; if you have lost Either in discourse of thought , or actual deed : Why , I have lost him too .
Pagina 248
lost. ,. we. know. ,. are. seldom. By cruel death , beneath this stone . Yet weep not , weep not , parents dear , As fading gloss no ... So beauty , blemish'd once , is ever lost , In spite of physic , painting , pains , and cost .
lost. ,. we. know. ,. are. seldom. By cruel death , beneath this stone . Yet weep not , weep not , parents dear , As fading gloss no ... So beauty , blemish'd once , is ever lost , In spite of physic , painting , pains , and cost .
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