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hand. plucked. up. the. latch. ,. And with his knee the door he opens wide . The dove sleeps fast that this night - owl will catch : Thus treason works ere traitors be espied . Who sees the lurking serpent steps aside ; But she , sound ...
hand. plucked. up. the. latch. ,. And with his knee the door he opens wide . The dove sleeps fast that this night - owl will catch : Thus treason works ere traitors be espied . Who sees the lurking serpent steps aside ; But she , sound ...
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Shakespeare His drumming heart cheers up his burning eye , His eye commends the leading to his hand ; His hand , as proud of such a dignity , Smoking with pride , marched on to make his stand On her bare breast , the heart of all her ...
Shakespeare His drumming heart cheers up his burning eye , His eye commends the leading to his hand ; His hand , as proud of such a dignity , Smoking with pride , marched on to make his stand On her bare breast , the heart of all her ...
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He spoke : and all the blood left Rustum's cheeks ; And his knees tottered , and he smote his hand Against his breast , his heavy mailed hand , That the hard iron corslet clanked aloud : And to his heart he pressed the other hand ...
He spoke : and all the blood left Rustum's cheeks ; And his knees tottered , and he smote his hand Against his breast , his heavy mailed hand , That the hard iron corslet clanked aloud : And to his heart he pressed the other hand ...
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GEOFFREY CHAUCER 1340?1400 | 1 |
ROBERT HENRYSON c 14301506 | 7 |
ANONYMOUS | 15 |
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