Copeland's Treasury for Booklovers: A Panorama of English and American Poetry and Prose from the Earliest Times to the Present, Volume 1 |
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“ Comfort well your seven sons , For comforted will I never bee ; For it was neither lord nor loune That was in bower last night wi mee . " But when John he went from Guiltknock Hall ! The wind it blew hard , and full sore it did rain ...
“ Comfort well your seven sons , For comforted will I never bee ; For it was neither lord nor loune That was in bower last night wi mee . " But when John he went from Guiltknock Hall ! The wind it blew hard , and full sore it did rain ...
Page 187
They did not love to deny , and less to strangers than to their friends ; not out of bounty or generosity , which was a flower that did never grow naturally in the heart of either of the families , that of Stuart or the other of Bourbon ...
They did not love to deny , and less to strangers than to their friends ; not out of bounty or generosity , which was a flower that did never grow naturally in the heart of either of the families , that of Stuart or the other of Bourbon ...
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He would never suffer himself to be denied any thing he ever asked of the cardinal , alleging that the people would not be otherwise satisfied ; which he [ the cardinal ] bore very heavily , and complained of to those with whom he would ...
He would never suffer himself to be denied any thing he ever asked of the cardinal , alleging that the people would not be otherwise satisfied ; which he [ the cardinal ] bore very heavily , and complained of to those with whom he would ...
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