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Pagina 176
... stand , One blushing shame , another white despair , A third , nor red nor white , had stol'n of both , And to his robbery had annex'd thy breath ; But , for his theft , in pride of all his growth A vengeful canker eat him up to death ...
... stand , One blushing shame , another white despair , A third , nor red nor white , had stol'n of both , And to his robbery had annex'd thy breath ; But , for his theft , in pride of all his growth A vengeful canker eat him up to death ...
Pagina 198
... stand inquiring right , is not to stray ; To sleep , or run wrong is . On a huge hill , Cragged , and steep , Truth stands , and he that will Reach her , about must , and about must go ; And what the hill's suddenness resists , win so ...
... stand inquiring right , is not to stray ; To sleep , or run wrong is . On a huge hill , Cragged , and steep , Truth stands , and he that will Reach her , about must , and about must go ; And what the hill's suddenness resists , win so ...
Pagina 625
... stand - if there's any one able to stand . How all things dance round me ! - ' tis life , tho ' my boys : Of drinking and spewing how great are the joys ? My head ! oh my head ! —but no matter , ' tis life ; Far better than mopping ...
... stand - if there's any one able to stand . How all things dance round me ! - ' tis life , tho ' my boys : Of drinking and spewing how great are the joys ? My head ! oh my head ! —but no matter , ' tis life ; Far better than mopping ...
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