Specimens of English Poetry and Prose: Wybor Poezji i Prozy Angielskiej, Томи 1 – 2Państwowe Wydawn. Naukowe, 1964 |
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... thou catch ? Hunter : Two harts and a bear . Master : How didst thou catch them ? Hunter : The hearts I caught in the nets , and the bear I killed myself . Master : How wert thou so bold as to stab the bear ? Hunter : The hounds drove ...
... thou catch ? Hunter : Two harts and a bear . Master : How didst thou catch them ? Hunter : The hearts I caught in the nets , and the bear I killed myself . Master : How wert thou so bold as to stab the bear ? Hunter : The hounds drove ...
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... thou speakest rightly : but we had all liefer live with the farmer than with thee ; because the farmer gives us bread and drink ; thou- what dost thou give us in thy smithy except iron sparks and the resounding of beating sledges and ...
... thou speakest rightly : but we had all liefer live with the farmer than with thee ; because the farmer gives us bread and drink ; thou- what dost thou give us in thy smithy except iron sparks and the resounding of beating sledges and ...
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... thou at least ; Thou chatterest like an Irish priest . I sing at eve , a proper time , And after , when it is bedtime , And once again at middle - night , And so ordain my song aright When I see rising from afar Either day dawn or else ...
... thou at least ; Thou chatterest like an Irish priest . I sing at eve , a proper time , And after , when it is bedtime , And once again at middle - night , And so ordain my song aright When I see rising from afar Either day dawn or else ...
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