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... Horse- back - with an infinite number of other mortal murders of common sense , which rose to " push us from our stools , " and which none but the wise or good - natured would think of en- joying . CHAPTER II . A Word on Translation ...
... Horse- back - with an infinite number of other mortal murders of common sense , which rose to " push us from our stools , " and which none but the wise or good - natured would think of en- joying . CHAPTER II . A Word on Translation ...
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... horse- back , and at the same time divested of her wrapping garment , as if she had been going into a bath ; then taking the fillet from her head , she let down her long and lovely tresses , which poured around her body like a veil ...
... horse- back , and at the same time divested of her wrapping garment , as if she had been going into a bath ; then taking the fillet from her head , she let down her long and lovely tresses , which poured around her body like a veil ...
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... horse By daylight through the street : which certainly he thought In her heroic breast so deeply would have wrought , That in her former suit she would have left to deal . But that most princely dame , as one devoured with zeal , Went ...
... horse By daylight through the street : which certainly he thought In her heroic breast so deeply would have wrought , That in her former suit she would have left to deal . But that most princely dame , as one devoured with zeal , Went ...
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... horse by Sir William , whose strength and courage , however , could not save him from the angry desperation of the king . But Time , whose wheeles with various motion runne , Repayes this service fully to his sonne , Who marries ...
... horse by Sir William , whose strength and courage , however , could not save him from the angry desperation of the king . But Time , whose wheeles with various motion runne , Repayes this service fully to his sonne , Who marries ...
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... horses of the Trojan war- riors run round with their chariots , and twelve of their noblest captains perish in the crush . A mist was the usual clothing of the gods , when they descended to earth ; especially of Apollo , whose ...
... horses of the Trojan war- riors run round with their chariots , and twelve of their noblest captains perish in the crush . A mist was the usual clothing of the gods , when they descended to earth ; especially of Apollo , whose ...
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