The Works of Charles Lamb: In Two Parts, Том 1 |
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SIMON WOODVIL . ( Disguised as Frenchmen . ) SIR WALTER . How fares my
boy , Simon , my youngest born , My hope , my pride , young Woodvil , speak to
me ? Some grief untold weighs heavy at thy heart : I know it by thy alter ' d cheer
of ...
SIMON WOODVIL . ( Disguised as Frenchmen . ) SIR WALTER . How fares my
boy , Simon , my youngest born , My hope , my pride , young Woodvil , speak to
me ? Some grief untold weighs heavy at thy heart : I know it by thy alter ' d cheer
of ...
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Who seem the Aborigines of this place , Or Sherwood theirs by tenure , SIMON .
Tis said , that Robert Earl of Huntingdon , Men call ' d him Robin Hood , an outlaw
bold , With a merry crew of hunters here did haunt , Not sparing the king ' s ...
Who seem the Aborigines of this place , Or Sherwood theirs by tenure , SIMON .
Tis said , that Robert Earl of Huntingdon , Men call ' d him Robin Hood , an outlaw
bold , With a merry crew of hunters here did haunt , Not sparing the king ' s ...
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SIMON . Why , whither should we go ? IR WALTER . You to the Court , where
now your brother John Commits a rape on Fortune . SIMON . Luck to John ! A
light heeld strumpet , when the sport is done . SIR WALTER . You to the sweet
society ...
SIMON . Why , whither should we go ? IR WALTER . You to the Court , where
now your brother John Commits a rape on Fortune . SIMON . Luck to John ! A
light heeld strumpet , when the sport is done . SIR WALTER . You to the sweet
society ...
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SIR WALTER . SIMON . LOVEL . GRAY . LOVEL . Sir , we are sorry we cannot
return your French salutation . GRAY . Nor otherwise consider this garb you trust
to than as a poor disguise . LOVEL . Nor use much ceremony with a traitor ,
GRAY .
SIR WALTER . SIMON . LOVEL . GRAY . LOVEL . Sir , we are sorry we cannot
return your French salutation . GRAY . Nor otherwise consider this garb you trust
to than as a poor disguise . LOVEL . Nor use much ceremony with a traitor ,
GRAY .
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SIMON . Fie , Sir , do not weep . How these rogues will triumph ! Shall I whip off
their heads , father ? ( draws . ) - LOVEL . Come , Sir , though this shew
handsome in you , being his son , yet the law must have its course . SÍMON . And
if I tell you ...
SIMON . Fie , Sir , do not weep . How these rogues will triumph ! Shall I whip off
their heads , father ? ( draws . ) - LOVEL . Come , Sir , though this shew
handsome in you , being his son , yet the law must have its course . SÍMON . And
if I tell you ...
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Allan beauty better brother child Clare comes common cottage DANIEL dead dear death drink Elinor eyes face fancy father fear feel follow gentle girl give gone grace grandmother GRAY hand happy hath head hear heard heart hope JOHN keep kind knew lady late leave less light live look LOVEL maid manner Margaret Maria MARTIN Mary matter mean mind Miss morning mother nature never night once parents pass past poor present pride reason Rosamund SANDFORD scene secret seek seemed seen shew SIMON SIR WALTER sleep smile sometimes speak spirit sure sweet talk tears tell tender thee things thou thought told took true turn walk wandered weep wine WOODVIL young youth