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This was my felicity , my pastime , and my game : I wish all my posterity they would ensue the same . [ Henry Parker , Lord Morley ] 10 From RICHARD TOTTEL's Songs and Sonnets , 1557 The poor estate to be holden for best Experience now ...
This was my felicity , my pastime , and my game : I wish all my posterity they would ensue the same . [ Henry Parker , Lord Morley ] 10 From RICHARD TOTTEL's Songs and Sonnets , 1557 The poor estate to be holden for best Experience now ...
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But what remedy to relieve us , your poor , sick , lame , and sore bedemen ? To make many hospitals for the relief of the poor people ? Nay , truly . The more the worse , for ever the fat of the whole foundation hangeth on the priests ...
But what remedy to relieve us , your poor , sick , lame , and sore bedemen ? To make many hospitals for the relief of the poor people ? Nay , truly . The more the worse , for ever the fat of the whole foundation hangeth on the priests ...
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Abbeys were ordained for the comfort of the poor . Wherefore I said it was not decent that the king's horses should be kept in them ( as many were at that time ) , the living of poor men thereby minished and taken away .
Abbeys were ordained for the comfort of the poor . Wherefore I said it was not decent that the king's horses should be kept in them ( as many were at that time ) , the living of poor men thereby minished and taken away .
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