English Masterpieces, Svazek 1P. Owen, 1957 |
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Strana 353
... unto the king , and if so be that the king's wrath arise , and he say unto thee , ' Wherefore approached ye so nigh unto the city when ye did fight ? Knew ye not that they would shoot from the wall ? Who smote Abimelech 20 the son of ...
... unto the king , and if so be that the king's wrath arise , and he say unto thee , ' Wherefore approached ye so nigh unto the city when ye did fight ? Knew ye not that they would shoot from the wall ? Who smote Abimelech 20 the son of ...
Strana 354
... unto him as a daughter . And there came a traveler unto the rich man , and he spared to take of his own flock and of his own herd , to dress for the wayfaring man that was come unto him ; but took the poor man's lamb , and dressed it ...
... unto him as a daughter . And there came a traveler unto the rich man , and he spared to take of his own flock and of his own herd , to dress for the wayfaring man that was come unto him ; but took the poor man's lamb , and dressed it ...
Strana 376
... unto him , ' Son , thou art ever with me , and all that I have is thine . It was meet that we should make merry ... unto myself , that where I am , there ye may be also . And whither I go ye know , and the way ye know . " Thomas saith ...
... unto him , ' Son , thou art ever with me , and all that I have is thine . It was meet that we should make merry ... unto myself , that where I am , there ye may be also . And whither I go ye know , and the way ye know . " Thomas saith ...
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MIDDLE ENGLISH LITERATURE | 58 |
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