The ladye Shakerley. By one of the House of Egerton [F.M. Wilbraham?]. |
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... died of this very fearful disorder in two days after he sick- ened , screaming out to the last , ' Save me - save me ! Bring out your dead ! ' and such like . The day before he died some of these same spots showed themselves on his poor ...
... died of this very fearful disorder in two days after he sick- ened , screaming out to the last , ' Save me - save me ! Bring out your dead ! ' and such like . The day before he died some of these same spots showed themselves on his poor ...
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... died next , leaving none but Rose Smyth , to whom he was betrothed ; and Rose Smyth , continuing there and watching by him , immediately sickened , though , hoping to spare her , he , John Dawson , when she had left him but a space ...
... died next , leaving none but Rose Smyth , to whom he was betrothed ; and Rose Smyth , continuing there and watching by him , immediately sickened , though , hoping to spare her , he , John Dawson , when she had left him but a space ...
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... with a brave welcome . There was not one among all these young men of gentle blood but would have died for the King then and there . And after that there was deep silence . I bethought me , as he spoke this , of 32 The Ladye Shakerley .
... with a brave welcome . There was not one among all these young men of gentle blood but would have died for the King then and there . And after that there was deep silence . I bethought me , as he spoke this , of 32 The Ladye Shakerley .
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... , during the winter , Sir Charles Compton sued for her hand , she said him nay so as to leave in him no hope at all . And such was his love for her , he lived and died unmarried for her sake . Yet was she sweet The Ladye Shakerley . 75.
... , during the winter , Sir Charles Compton sued for her hand , she said him nay so as to leave in him no hope at all . And such was his love for her , he lived and died unmarried for her sake . Yet was she sweet The Ladye Shakerley . 75.
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Frances M. Wilbraham. died unmarried for her sake . Yet was she sweet and winning as ever , and more docile towards me , with a smile offering her services to help me in the still - room , and promising me to steal no more sugar for Zay ...
Frances M. Wilbraham. died unmarried for her sake . Yet was she sweet and winning as ever , and more docile towards me , with a smile offering her services to help me in the still - room , and promising me to steal no more sugar for Zay ...
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