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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... the wife of the dead , to raise up the name of the dead upon his inheritance . 6 And the kinsman said , I cannot redeem it for myself , lest I mar mine own inheritance : redeem thou my right to thyself 8 COPELAND'S TREASURY.
... the wife of the dead , to raise up the name of the dead upon his inheritance . 6 And the kinsman said , I cannot redeem it for myself , lest I mar mine own inheritance : redeem thou my right to thyself 8 COPELAND'S TREASURY.
Page 148
Portia is dead . Mes . That by proscription and bills Cas . Ha ! Portia ! of outlawry , Bru . She is dead . Octavius , Antony , and Lepidus Cas . How scap'd I killing when I Have put to death an hundred senators . cross'd you so ? Bru .
Portia is dead . Mes . That by proscription and bills Cas . Ha ! Portia ! of outlawry , Bru . She is dead . Octavius , Antony , and Lepidus Cas . How scap'd I killing when I Have put to death an hundred senators . cross'd you so ? Bru .
Page 214
“ Why , you are in the dead - cart , and we are going to bury you . ” “ But I an't dead though , am I ? ” says the piper , which made them laugh a little , though , as John saïd , they were heartily frighted at first ; so they helped ...
“ Why , you are in the dead - cart , and we are going to bury you . ” “ But I an't dead though , am I ? ” says the piper , which made them laugh a little , though , as John saïd , they were heartily frighted at first ; so they helped ...
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