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... flesh , and milk , and wasted bread , But sore she wept if one of them were dead , Or if men smote it with a staff smarte : She was all conscience and tender heart . Full seemely her wimple pinched was ; Her nose was strait ; her eyes ...
... flesh , and milk , and wasted bread , But sore she wept if one of them were dead , Or if men smote it with a staff smarte : She was all conscience and tender heart . Full seemely her wimple pinched was ; Her nose was strait ; her eyes ...
Page 37
... flesh to fear the bitter wave ? Is not short pain well borne , that brings long ease , And lays the soul to sleep in quiet grave ? Sleep after toil , port after stormy seas , Fase after war , death after life , doth greatly please ...
... flesh to fear the bitter wave ? Is not short pain well borne , that brings long ease , And lays the soul to sleep in quiet grave ? Sleep after toil , port after stormy seas , Fase after war , death after life , doth greatly please ...
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... flesh in man's obdurate heart , .t does not feel for man ; the natural bond Of brotherhood is severed as the flax , That falls asunder at the touch of fire . He finds his fellow guilty of a skin Not coloured like his own ; and having ...
... flesh in man's obdurate heart , .t does not feel for man ; the natural bond Of brotherhood is severed as the flax , That falls asunder at the touch of fire . He finds his fellow guilty of a skin Not coloured like his own ; and having ...
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