Works, Том 3Bell & Bradfute, J. Dickinson [and others], 1795 |
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... keep thy friend Under thy own life's key : be check'd for filence , But never tax'd for fpeech . What heav'n more will ,. That thee may furnish , and my prayers pluck down , Fall on thy head ! farewell , my Lord ; ' Tis an unfeafon'd ...
... keep thy friend Under thy own life's key : be check'd for filence , But never tax'd for fpeech . What heav'n more will ,. That thee may furnish , and my prayers pluck down , Fall on thy head ! farewell , my Lord ; ' Tis an unfeafon'd ...
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... Keep him out . Hel . But he affails ; and our virginity , though valiant , in the defence yet is weak : unfold to us fome warlike refiftance . Par . There is none : man , setting down before you , will undermine you , and blow you up ...
... Keep him out . Hel . But he affails ; and our virginity , though valiant , in the defence yet is weak : unfold to us fome warlike refiftance . Par . There is none : man , setting down before you , will undermine you , and blow you up ...
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... Keep it not , you ' cannot chufe but löfe by't . Out with't ; within ten years it will make itself two , which is a goodly increase , and the principal itself not much the worfe . ` Away ' with't . ' · Hel . How might one do , Sir , to ...
... Keep it not , you ' cannot chufe but löfe by't . Out with't ; within ten years it will make itself two , which is a goodly increase , and the principal itself not much the worfe . ` Away ' with't . ' · Hel . How might one do , Sir , to ...
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... keep it to yourfelf : many likelihoods inform'd ime of this before , which hung fo tottering in the balance , that I could neither beliève nor mifdoubt . Fray you , leave me ; stall you for your honeft [ Exit Steward . ftall this 121 Ad ...
... keep it to yourfelf : many likelihoods inform'd ime of this before , which hung fo tottering in the balance , that I could neither beliève nor mifdoubt . Fray you , leave me ; stall you for your honeft [ Exit Steward . ftall this 121 Ad ...
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... keep them on , have them ftill . O , my knave , how does my old lady ? Clo . So that you had her wrinkles and I her money , I would fhe did as you fay . Par . Why , I fay nothing . Clo . Marry , you are the wifer man ; for many a man's ...
... keep them on , have them ftill . O , my knave , how does my old lady ? Clo . So that you had her wrinkles and I her money , I would fhe did as you fay . Par . Why , I fay nothing . Clo . Marry , you are the wifer man ; for many a man's ...
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