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Page 60
But , still , the weight of worldly care Allow'd her little time for pray'er ; And Cleopatra was read o'er , While Scot , and Wake , and twenty more , That teach one to deny one's self , Stood unmolested on the shelf .
But , still , the weight of worldly care Allow'd her little time for pray'er ; And Cleopatra was read o'er , While Scot , and Wake , and twenty more , That teach one to deny one's self , Stood unmolested on the shelf .
Page 191
The boy made use of all his craft , In vain discharging many a shaft , Pointed at col'nels , lords , and beaux : Cadenus warded off the blows ; For , placing still some books betwixt The darts were in the cover fix'd , Or , often ...
The boy made use of all his craft , In vain discharging many a shaft , Pointed at col'nels , lords , and beaux : Cadenus warded off the blows ; For , placing still some books betwixt The darts were in the cover fix'd , Or , often ...
Page 255
Thou wishest , I fhould make to shoar Yet still put'st in thy thwarting oar . What I have told thee fifty times In prose , receive for once in chimes :: A huge fat man in country - fair , Or city - church , ( no matter where ) Labour'd ...
Thou wishest , I fhould make to shoar Yet still put'st in thy thwarting oar . What I have told thee fifty times In prose , receive for once in chimes :: A huge fat man in country - fair , Or city - church , ( no matter where ) Labour'd ...
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