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 Nay, do not think I flatter ; For what advancement may I hope from thee, That no revenue hast but thy good spirits, To feed and clothe thee ? Why should the poor be flatter'd ? No, let the candied tongue lick absurd pomp, And crook the pregnant hinges...  Laconics, Or, The Best Words of the Best Authors: In Three Volumes - Seite 103 1856 Vollansicht -
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