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one Parolles a filthy officer he is in thofe fuggeftions for the young Earl ; beware of them , Diana ; their promifes , entice- ments , oaths , tokens , and all these engines of luft , are not the things they go under ; many a maid hath ...
one Parolles a filthy officer he is in thofe fuggeftions for the young Earl ; beware of them , Diana ; their promifes , entice- ments , oaths , tokens , and all these engines of luft , are not the things they go under ; many a maid hath ...
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That can fuch fweet use make of what they hate , When faucy trufting of the cozen'd thoughts Defiles the pitchy night ; fo luft doth play With what it loaths , for that which is away . But more of this hereafter .
That can fuch fweet use make of what they hate , When faucy trufting of the cozen'd thoughts Defiles the pitchy night ; fo luft doth play With what it loaths , for that which is away . But more of this hereafter .
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And that this body , confecrate to thee , By ruffian luft fhould be contaminate ? Would't thou not spit at me , and spurn at me , And hurl the name of husband in my face , And tear the ftain'd skin of my harlot - brow , I 2 And And from ...
And that this body , confecrate to thee , By ruffian luft fhould be contaminate ? Would't thou not spit at me , and spurn at me , And hurl the name of husband in my face , And tear the ftain'd skin of my harlot - brow , I 2 And And from ...
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I am poffefs'd with an adulterate blot ; My blood is mingled with the crime of luft : For if we two be one , and thou play false , I do digeft the poifon of thy flesh , Being frumpeted by thy contagion .
I am poffefs'd with an adulterate blot ; My blood is mingled with the crime of luft : For if we two be one , and thou play false , I do digeft the poifon of thy flesh , Being frumpeted by thy contagion .
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