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Harry , I do not only marvel where thou spend'st thy time , but also how thou art accompany'd : for though the camomile , the more it is trodden on the faster it grows , yet youth , the more it is wasted the sooner it wears .
Harry , I do not only marvel where thou spend'st thy time , but also how thou art accompany'd : for though the camomile , the more it is trodden on the faster it grows , yet youth , the more it is wasted the sooner it wears .
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I saw young Harry , with his beaver on , His cuisses on his thighs , gallantly arm'd , Rise from the ground like feather'd Mercury , And vault with such an ease into his seat As if an Angel dropp'd down from the clouds To turn and wind ...
I saw young Harry , with his beaver on , His cuisses on his thighs , gallantly arm'd , Rise from the ground like feather'd Mercury , And vault with such an ease into his seat As if an Angel dropp'd down from the clouds To turn and wind ...
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If I mistake not , thou art Harry Monmouth . PRINCE . Thou speak'st as if I would deny my name . 60 Hot . My name is Harry Percy . PRINCE . Why , then I see A very valiant rebel of the name . A . I am the Prince of Wales ; and think not ...
If I mistake not , thou art Harry Monmouth . PRINCE . Thou speak'st as if I would deny my name . 60 Hot . My name is Harry Percy . PRINCE . Why , then I see A very valiant rebel of the name . A . I am the Prince of Wales ; and think not ...
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