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Therefore to make his entrance more sweet , Here , say we drink this standing - bowl of wine to him . Thai . Alas , my father , it befits not me Unto a stranger knight to be so bold : He may my proffer take for an offence , Since men ...
Therefore to make his entrance more sweet , Here , say we drink this standing - bowl of wine to him . Thai . Alas , my father , it befits not me Unto a stranger knight to be so bold : He may my proffer take for an offence , Since men ...
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I am beholding to you 30 For your sweet music this last night : I do Protest my ears were never better fed With such delightful pleasing harmony . Per . It is your grace's pleasure to commend ; Not my desert . Sim .
I am beholding to you 30 For your sweet music this last night : I do Protest my ears were never better fed With such delightful pleasing harmony . Per . It is your grace's pleasure to commend ; Not my desert . Sim .
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O your sweet queen ! That the strict fates had pleased you had brought her hither , To have bless'd mine eyes with her ! Per . We cannot but obey The powers above us . Could I rage and roar As doth the sea she lies in , yet the end Must ...
O your sweet queen ! That the strict fates had pleased you had brought her hither , To have bless'd mine eyes with her ! Per . We cannot but obey The powers above us . Could I rage and roar As doth the sea she lies in , yet the end Must ...
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I'll leave you , my sweet lady , for a while : Pray , walk softly , do not heat your blood : What ! I must have a care of you . Mar. My thanks , sweet madam . 50 [ Exit Dionysa . Is this wind westerly that blows ? Leon . South - west .
I'll leave you , my sweet lady , for a while : Pray , walk softly , do not heat your blood : What ! I must have a care of you . Mar. My thanks , sweet madam . 50 [ Exit Dionysa . Is this wind westerly that blows ? Leon . South - west .
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The fairest , sweet'st , and best lies here , Who wither'd in her spring of year . She was of Tyrus the king's daughter , On whom foul death hath made this slaughter ; Marina was she callid ; and at her birth , Thetis , being proud ...
The fairest , sweet'st , and best lies here , Who wither'd in her spring of year . She was of Tyrus the king's daughter , On whom foul death hath made this slaughter ; Marina was she callid ; and at her birth , Thetis , being proud ...
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