English Literature and Its Backgrounds: From the forerunners of romanticism to the presentDryden Press, 1966 - Comparative literature |
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... Give a Rouse King Charles , and who'll do him right now ? King Charles , and who's ripe for fight now ? Give a rouse : here's , in hell's despite now , King Charles ! 5 Who gave me the goods that went since ? Who raised me the house ...
... Give a Rouse King Charles , and who'll do him right now ? King Charles , and who's ripe for fight now ? Give a rouse : here's , in hell's despite now , King Charles ! 5 Who gave me the goods that went since ? Who raised me the house ...
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... Give me them again , those hands : Put them upon my forehead , how it throbs ! Press them before my eyes , the fire comes through ! You cruellest , you dearest in the world , 5 Let me ! The Queen must grant whate'er I ask- How can I ...
... Give me them again , those hands : Put them upon my forehead , how it throbs ! Press them before my eyes , the fire comes through ! You cruellest , you dearest in the world , 5 Let me ! The Queen must grant whate'er I ask- How can I ...
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... Give me your own heart : let us have one heart ! I'll come to you for counsel ; " this he says , This he does ; what should this amount to , pray ? 610 Beseech you , change it into current coin ! Is that worth kisses ? Shall I please ...
... Give me your own heart : let us have one heart ! I'll come to you for counsel ; " this he says , This he does ; what should this amount to , pray ? 610 Beseech you , change it into current coin ! Is that worth kisses ? Shall I please ...
Contents
The Forerunners of Romanticism | 1 |
GENERAL INTRODUCTION | 7 |
THOMAS GRAY 17161771 | 26 |
Copyright | |
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