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Page 147
... eyes , and round unthinking face , He first the snuff - box opened , then the case , And thus broke out— “ My lord , why , what the devil ? Zds ! damn the lock ! ' fore Gad , you must be civil ! Plague on't ! ' tis past a jest ― nay ...
... eyes , and round unthinking face , He first the snuff - box opened , then the case , And thus broke out— “ My lord , why , what the devil ? Zds ! damn the lock ! ' fore Gad , you must be civil ! Plague on't ! ' tis past a jest ― nay ...
Page 150
... eyes , A beau and witling perished in the throng , One died in metaphor , and one in song . " O cruel nymph ! a living death I bear , " Cried Dapperwit , and sunk beside his chair . A mournful glance Sir Fopling upwards cast , " Those eyes ...
... eyes , A beau and witling perished in the throng , One died in metaphor , and one in song . " O cruel nymph ! a living death I bear , " Cried Dapperwit , and sunk beside his chair . A mournful glance Sir Fopling upwards cast , " Those eyes ...
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... eyes wide open shone : Upon his knees he sank , pale as smooth - sculptured stone . Her eyes were open , but she still beheld , Now wide awake , the vision of her sleep : There was a painful change , that nigh expelled The blisses of ...
... eyes wide open shone : Upon his knees he sank , pale as smooth - sculptured stone . Her eyes were open , but she still beheld , Now wide awake , the vision of her sleep : There was a painful change , that nigh expelled The blisses of ...
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INTRODUCTION I | 1 |
INTRODUCTION TO NARRATIVE POETRY | 37 |
EDMUND SPENSER | 42 |
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