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And telling me the soveran'st thing on Earth Was parmacety for an inward bruise ; And that it was great pity , so it was , This villainous salt - petre should be digg'd Out of the bowels of the harmless Earth , Which many a good tall ...
And telling me the soveran'st thing on Earth Was parmacety for an inward bruise ; And that it was great pity , so it was , This villainous salt - petre should be digg'd Out of the bowels of the harmless Earth , Which many a good tall ...
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Go thy ways , old Jack : die when thou wilt , if manhood , good manhood , be not forgot upon the face of the Earth , then am I a shotten herring . There live not three good men unhang'd in . England ; and one of them is fat , and grows ...
Go thy ways , old Jack : die when thou wilt , if manhood , good manhood , be not forgot upon the face of the Earth , then am I a shotten herring . There live not three good men unhang'd in . England ; and one of them is fat , and grows ...
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I cannot blame him : at my nativity Sc . I The front of Heaven was full of fiery shapes , Of burning cressets ; ' ay , and at my birth The frame and huge foundation of the Earth Shak'd like a coward . Hor . Why , so it would have done ...
I cannot blame him : at my nativity Sc . I The front of Heaven was full of fiery shapes , Of burning cressets ; ' ay , and at my birth The frame and huge foundation of the Earth Shak'd like a coward . Hor . Why , so it would have done ...
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