 | William Congreve - 1704 - 96 Seiten
.....;.'. Val, You're a Woman,— —One to whom Heav'n gave Beauty, when it grafted Rofes on a Briar. You are the Reflection of Heaven in a Pond, and he that leaps at you is funk. You are all white, a meet of lovely Ipotlefs Paper, when you firft are Born; but you are to be... | |
 | William Congreve - 1774 - 370 Seiten
...be trufted with a Secret. Ang. Do you know me, falottlae? fal. Oh, very well. Ang . Who am I ? fal. You're a Woman — one to whom Heaven gave Beauty, when it grafted Rofes on a Briar. You are the Reflection of Heaven in a Pond ; and he that leaps at you is funk. You... | |
 | 1787 - 530 Seiten
...be trufted with a fecret. Ang. Do you know me, Valentine ? Val. Oh, very well. Ang . Who am I ? Val. You're a woman— one to whom Heaven gave beauty, when it grafted rofes on a briar. You are the r;fle£tion of heaven in a pond; and he that leapt at you is funk. You... | |
 | John Bell - 1791 - 300 Seiten
...be trusted with a secret. A ng. Do you know me, Valentine ! Val. Oh, very well. Ang. Who am IJ Val. You're a woman— one to whom Heaven gave beauty, when it grafted roses on a briar. You are the reflection of heaven in a pond ; and he that leaps at you is sunk. You are all white,... | |
 | John Milton - 1797 - 484 Seiten
...be trusted with a secret. Ang. Do you know me, Valentine ? Val. Oh, very well. Ang. Who am I ) Val. You're a woman — one to whom Heaven gave beauty, when it grafted roses on a briar. You are the reflection of heaven in a pond ; and he that leaps at you is sunk. You are all white,... | |
 | 1797 - 468 Seiten
...be trusted with a secret. Ang. Do you know me, Valentine ? Val. Oh, vary well. Ang. Who am I i Val. You're a woman — one to whom Heaven gave beauty, when it grafted roses on a briar. You are the reflection of heaven in a pond ; and he that leaps at you is sunk. You are all white,... | |
 | 1804 - 540 Seiten
...be trusted with a secret. Ang. Do you know me, Valentine? Vat. Oh, very well. Ane. Who am I ? Vat. You're a woman — one, to whom Heaven gave beauty, when it grafted roses on a briar.— You are the reflection of heaven in a pond ; and he, that leaps at you, is sunk. You are... | |
 | 1804 - 266 Seiten
...am I .' Val. Yon're a woman— one to whom Heaven gave heanty, when it grafted roses on a hriar. Yon are the reflection of heaven in a pond ; and he that leaps at yon is snnk. Yon are all white, a sheet of lovely spotlefs paper, when yon were flrst horn ; hat yon... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1811 - 690 Seiten
...be trusted with a secret. Ang. Do you know me, Valentine ? Vat. Oh, very well. Ang. Who am I ? Vat. You're a woman— one to whom Heaven gave beauty,...a pond ; and he that leaps at you is sunk. You are nil white, a sheet of lovely spotless paper, when you were first born ; but you are to be scrawled... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1811 - 698 Seiten
...be trusted with a secret. sing. Do you know me, Valentine ? Vul. Oh, very well. Anf. Who am I ? Vul. You're a woman — one to whom Heaven gave beauty,...Heaven in a pond ; and he that leaps at you is sunk. Yon are all white, a sheet of lovely spotless paper, when you were first born ; but you are to be scrawled... | |
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You are all white — a sheet of spotless paper — when you first are born ; but you are to be scrawled and blotted by every goose's quill. 
