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Look , here comes more news . Enter MORTON . a 60 3 a NORTH . Yea ; this man's brow , like to a title - leaf , Foretells the nature of a tragic volume : So looks the strand whereon the imperious flood Hath left a witness'd usurpation .
Look , here comes more news . Enter MORTON . a 60 3 a NORTH . Yea ; this man's brow , like to a title - leaf , Foretells the nature of a tragic volume : So looks the strand whereon the imperious flood Hath left a witness'd usurpation .
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Poins . Let's beat him before his whore . PRINCE . Look , whether the wither'd elder hath not his poll claw'd like a parrot . Poins . Is it not strange that desire should so many years outlive performance ? Fal . Kiss me , Doll .
Poins . Let's beat him before his whore . PRINCE . Look , whether the wither'd elder hath not his poll claw'd like a parrot . Poins . Is it not strange that desire should so many years outlive performance ? Fal . Kiss me , Doll .
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My gracious Lord , you look beyond him quite : The Prince but studies his companions Like a strange tongue ; wherein , to gain the language , " Tis needful that the most immodest word Be look'd upon and learn'd ; which once attain'd ...
My gracious Lord , you look beyond him quite : The Prince but studies his companions Like a strange tongue ; wherein , to gain the language , " Tis needful that the most immodest word Be look'd upon and learn'd ; which once attain'd ...
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