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Page 64 - To my shame I confess It, my only design was to keep the license, and let the squire know that I could prove It upon him whenever I thought proper, and so make him come down when I wanted
Page 169 - C. Let me tell you, Cassius, you yourself Are much condemned to have an Itching palm; To sell and mart your offices for gold To
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Page 266 - Unfaith In aught is want of faith In all; It is the little rift within the lute, That by-and-by will make the music mute, And ever widening, slowly silence all.