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In every age and clime we see , Two of a trade can ne'er agree , Each hates his neighbour for encroaching ; Squire stigmatizes squire for poaching ; Beauties with beauties are in arms , And scandal pelts each other's charms ; Kings too ...
In every age and clime we see , Two of a trade can ne'er agree , Each hates his neighbour for encroaching ; Squire stigmatizes squire for poaching ; Beauties with beauties are in arms , And scandal pelts each other's charms ; Kings too ...
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Grief aids disease , remember'd folly stings , And his last sighs reproach the faith of kings . Speak thou , those thoughts at humble peace repine , Shall Wolsey's wealth , with Wolsey's end be thine ? Or liv'st thou now , with safer ...
Grief aids disease , remember'd folly stings , And his last sighs reproach the faith of kings . Speak thou , those thoughts at humble peace repine , Shall Wolsey's wealth , with Wolsey's end be thine ? Or liv'st thou now , with safer ...
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The king of England , ' said The angel . ' Well ! he won't find kings to jostle Him on his way ; but does he wear his head ? Because the last we saw here had a tustle , And ne'er would have got into heaven's good graces , Had he not ...
The king of England , ' said The angel . ' Well ! he won't find kings to jostle Him on his way ; but does he wear his head ? Because the last we saw here had a tustle , And ne'er would have got into heaven's good graces , Had he not ...
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CHARLES SACKVILLE EARL OF DORSET 16381706 | 1 |
ANNE COUNTESS OF WINCHILSEA ?16601720 | 10 |
WILLIAM CONGREVE 16701729 | 19 |
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