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Pagina 64
... Johp . In Saturn's name , the father of my lord , What over - charged piece of melancholy Is this , breaks in between my wishes thus , With bombing sighs ? Mere . No ! no intelligence ! Not yet ! and all my vows now nine days old ...
... Johp . In Saturn's name , the father of my lord , What over - charged piece of melancholy Is this , breaks in between my wishes thus , With bombing sighs ? Mere . No ! no intelligence ! Not yet ! and all my vows now nine days old ...
Pagina 65
... Johp . And thirsted after them ! Mere . To look gaunt , and lean ! Johp . Which will not be . Mere . Who's that ? -Yes , and outwatch'd , Yea , and outwalked any ghost alive In solitary circle , worn my boots , Knees , arms , and elbows ...
... Johp . And thirsted after them ! Mere . To look gaunt , and lean ! Johp . Which will not be . Mere . Who's that ? -Yes , and outwatch'd , Yea , and outwalked any ghost alive In solitary circle , worn my boots , Knees , arms , and elbows ...
Pagina 66
... Johp . Know ye not Outis ? then you know no- body : - The good old hermit , that was said to dwell Here in the forest without trees , that built The castle in the air , where all the brethren Rhodostaurotic live . It flies with wings ...
... Johp . Know ye not Outis ? then you know no- body : - The good old hermit , that was said to dwell Here in the forest without trees , that built The castle in the air , where all the brethren Rhodostaurotic live . It flies with wings ...
Pagina 67
... Johp . Rise , be not lost in wonder , But hear me and be faithful . All the brethren Have heard your vows , salute you , and expect you , By me , this next return . But the good father Has been content to die for you . Mere . For me ? Johp ...
... Johp . Rise , be not lost in wonder , But hear me and be faithful . All the brethren Have heard your vows , salute you , and expect you , By me , this next return . But the good father Has been content to die for you . Mere . For me ? Johp ...
Pagina 68
... Johp . In the upper region ; And that you'll find . The farm of the great customs , Through all the ports of the air's intelligences ; Then constable of the castle Rosy - cross : Which you must be , and keeper of the keys Of the whole ...
... Johp . In the upper region ; And that you'll find . The farm of the great customs , Through all the ports of the air's intelligences ; Then constable of the castle Rosy - cross : Which you must be , and keeper of the keys Of the whole ...
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