PoetryVicesimus Knox S. Walker, 1825 |
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... stand bare ! How many be commanded , that command ! As stairs of sand , wear yet upon their chins How much low peasantry would then be The beards of Hercules and frowning Mars ; glean'd [ honor From the true seed of honor ! and how much ...
... stand bare ! How many be commanded , that command ! As stairs of sand , wear yet upon their chins How much low peasantry would then be The beards of Hercules and frowning Mars ; glean'd [ honor From the true seed of honor ! and how much ...
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... stand , All rang'd in. But why should I for others groan , When none will sigh for me ? Perchance my dog will whine in vain , Till fed by stranger hands ; But long ere I come back again , He'd tear me where he stands . " With thee , my ...
... stand , All rang'd in. But why should I for others groan , When none will sigh for me ? Perchance my dog will whine in vain , Till fed by stranger hands ; But long ere I come back again , He'd tear me where he stands . " With thee , my ...
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... stand trial ? Yet griev'd not when I and the splinters were Shall we find out no quacks in the Theatre- parting , [ brother Martin . ' Twas worth ten times more to hear sweet He spoke , ' till poor Scrub was just fit with one eye Royal ...
... stand trial ? Yet griev'd not when I and the splinters were Shall we find out no quacks in the Theatre- parting , [ brother Martin . ' Twas worth ten times more to hear sweet He spoke , ' till poor Scrub was just fit with one eye Royal ...
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LOVES LABOUR LOST | 7 |
THE MERCHANT OF VENICE | 13 |
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