The universal anthology, a collection of the best literature, with biographical and explanatory notes, ed. by R. Garnett, L. Vallée, A. Brandl. Imperial ed, Volume 14Richard Garnett 1899 |
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... never found myself so constant nor so amorous . And whereas this Maid could not very easily comprehend how a man could love four at once , and term himself constant ; for to make her understand it , he told her that by a very ...
... never found myself so constant nor so amorous . And whereas this Maid could not very easily comprehend how a man could love four at once , and term himself constant ; for to make her understand it , he told her that by a very ...
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... never pressed you to hearken to the sighs of Marsé , more than was needful for my diversion , and not to constrain you to marry him . him . I am so much a friend of liberty that I cannot endure the least violence , either in myself , or ...
... never pressed you to hearken to the sighs of Marsé , more than was needful for my diversion , and not to constrain you to marry him . him . I am so much a friend of liberty that I cannot endure the least violence , either in myself , or ...
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... never give him joy again , either for her or any other , and that this compliance was no doubt the greatest mark he could render her of his love . Marsé , hearing this discourse , demanded of him whether he meant marriage by that which ...
... never give him joy again , either for her or any other , and that this compliance was no doubt the greatest mark he could render her of his love . Marsé , hearing this discourse , demanded of him whether he meant marriage by that which ...
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... never be their Tyrant . It may be , replied Marsé , that you have not always spoken so openly . That I have not , answered the Marquis , when I believed , that those whom I loved had wit enough not to suspect that I had any such bad ...
... never be their Tyrant . It may be , replied Marsé , that you have not always spoken so openly . That I have not , answered the Marquis , when I believed , that those whom I loved had wit enough not to suspect that I had any such bad ...
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... never sere , I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude , And with forced fingers rude Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year . Bitter constraint and sad occasion dear Compels me to disturb your season due ; For Lycidas is dead ...
... never sere , I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude , And with forced fingers rude Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year . Bitter constraint and sad occasion dear Compels me to disturb your season due ; For Lycidas is dead ...
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