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... fortune and your wyt , That can dyrecte you so discretely , To plante you in this company . Thou a Palmer , and thou a Pardoner , I a Poticary . Ped . And I a Pedler . Pot . Nowe , on my fayth , full well watched Where the devyll were ...
... fortune and your wyt , That can dyrecte you so discretely , To plante you in this company . Thou a Palmer , and thou a Pardoner , I a Poticary . Ped . And I a Pedler . Pot . Nowe , on my fayth , full well watched Where the devyll were ...
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... fortune , the greatest part of which he soon spent by his magnificent manner of living ; but in the end became a better economist . He served in parliament both in the reign of Queen Mary and Elizabeth . In 1567 , he was created Baron ...
... fortune , the greatest part of which he soon spent by his magnificent manner of living ; but in the end became a better economist . He served in parliament both in the reign of Queen Mary and Elizabeth . In 1567 , he was created Baron ...
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... fortune or by fate , time In longer life to double my distresse ? O me most wofull wight ! whome no mishappe Or in this palace here where I so long Have spent my daies , could not that happie houre Once , once have hapt , in which these ...
... fortune or by fate , time In longer life to double my distresse ? O me most wofull wight ! whome no mishappe Or in this palace here where I so long Have spent my daies , could not that happie houre Once , once have hapt , in which these ...
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... fortune now can send . Not that I rest in hope with plaint and teares To purchase life ; for to the Gods I clepe 29 For true recorde of this my faithfull speche , Never this hart shall have the thoughtfull dread To dye the death that by ...
... fortune now can send . Not that I rest in hope with plaint and teares To purchase life ; for to the Gods I clepe 29 For true recorde of this my faithfull speche , Never this hart shall have the thoughtfull dread To dye the death that by ...
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... fortune thus deferred my breath , That I should live to see this dolefull day ? Will ever wight beleve that such hard hart Could rest within the cruell mother's brest , With her owne hand to slaye her onely sonne ? But out , alas ...
... fortune thus deferred my breath , That I should live to see this dolefull day ? Will ever wight beleve that such hard hart Could rest within the cruell mother's brest , With her owne hand to slaye her onely sonne ? But out , alas ...
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Abig Alex Amor Apel Aristippus Barabas Ben Jonson Bonam brest Campaspe cham Chat court Crom crowns Damon death Diccon Dionisius Dond doth Dr Rat Duke Enter Eubulus Euphues Exeunt Exit faith farewell father fear Ferrex Friar Gammer Gaveston gentlemen Gorboduc grace Grimme Grut hand hart hath hear heart heaven Hodge honour Itha Ithamore Jacke Jew of Malta king knave lady Leucoth live lord lord Cobham Lucy madam Manes master master constable Morel Mortimer neele never night noble PALLATINE pardon Pert Phil Philocles Pithias Poly POLYMETES Porrex pray prince Psyl Queen Shal shew Sir John sir John Oldcastle Sir Rad sonne soul speak stay Steph sweet tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou shalt Thwack Timoclea unto wold word wyll
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