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 The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade...  Cumberland's British Theatre: With Remarks, Biographical & Critical. Printed ... - Pagina 25 1826 Volledige weergave -
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