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But let your fair eyes and gentle wishes go with me to my trial ; wherein if I be foil'd , there is but one sham'd that was never gracious ; if kill'd , but one dead that is willing to be I shall do my friends no wrong , for I have none ...
But let your fair eyes and gentle wishes go with me to my trial ; wherein if I be foil'd , there is but one sham'd that was never gracious ; if kill'd , but one dead that is willing to be I shall do my friends no wrong , for I have none ...
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O my gentle Master ! O my sweet Master ! O you Memory Of old Sir Rowland | why , what make you here ? Why are you virtuous ? why do people love you ? And wherefore are you gentle , strong , and valiant ? Why would you be so fond to ...
O my gentle Master ! O my sweet Master ! O you Memory Of old Sir Rowland | why , what make you here ? Why are you virtuous ? why do people love you ? And wherefore are you gentle , strong , and valiant ? Why would you be so fond to ...
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We shall find a time , Audrey ; patience , gentle Audrey . Aud . Faith , the priest was good enough , for all the old gentleman's saying . Touch . A most wicked Sir Oliver , Audrey , a most vile Martext . But , Audrey , there is a youth ...
We shall find a time , Audrey ; patience , gentle Audrey . Aud . Faith , the priest was good enough , for all the old gentleman's saying . Touch . A most wicked Sir Oliver , Audrey , a most vile Martext . But , Audrey , there is a youth ...
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