English Masterpieces, Svazek 1P. Owen, 1957 |
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Strana 122
... child of twelf monthe old , or lesse , That can unnethes 85 any word expresse , Right so fare I , and therfor I yow ... child wol alday sone lere ; But ay , whan I remembre on this matere , Seint Nicholas stant ever in my presence , For ...
... child of twelf monthe old , or lesse , That can unnethes 85 any word expresse , Right so fare I , and therfor I yow ... child wol alday sone lere ; But ay , whan I remembre on this matere , Seint Nicholas stant ever in my presence , For ...
Strana 222
... child will it not grieve , little day - star mild . Mak , with your leave , let me give your child But sixpence . Mak . Nay , go ' way ! He sleeps . 3rd Shep . Methinks he peeps . Mak . When he wakens he weeps ! I pray you , go hence ...
... child will it not grieve , little day - star mild . Mak , with your leave , let me give your child But sixpence . Mak . Nay , go ' way ! He sleeps . 3rd Shep . Methinks he peeps . Mak . When he wakens he weeps ! I pray you , go hence ...
Strana 354
... child that Uriah's wife bare unto David , and it was very sick . David therefore besought God for the child ; and David fasted , and went in , and lay all night upon the earth . And the elders of his house arose , and went to him , to ...
... child that Uriah's wife bare unto David , and it was very sick . David therefore besought God for the child ; and David fasted , and went in , and lay all night upon the earth . And the elders of his house arose , and went to him , to ...
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MIDDLE ENGLISH LITERATURE | 58 |
GEOFFREY CHAUCER | 97 |
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