The Penguin Book of Sick VerseGeorge MacBeth Penguin Books, 1963 - 329 páginas |
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... comes from him . PAINTER : O then I see that God must right me for my murder'd son . HIERONIMO : How , was thy son ... Come let's talk wisely now . Was thy son murder'd ? PAINTER : Ay , sir . HIERONIMO : So was mine . How dost thou take ...
... comes from him . PAINTER : O then I see that God must right me for my murder'd son . HIERONIMO : How , was thy son ... Come let's talk wisely now . Was thy son murder'd ? PAINTER : Ay , sir . HIERONIMO : So was mine . How dost thou take ...
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... Come here , come here , you sweet little boy , Come here and get your ball . ' ' I'll not come here and I'll not come there , And I'll not come in your hall . ' She showed him an apple as yellow as gold , She showed him a bright gold ...
... Come here , come here , you sweet little boy , Come here and get your ball . ' ' I'll not come here and I'll not come there , And I'll not come in your hall . ' She showed him an apple as yellow as gold , She showed him a bright gold ...
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... come . MOTHER SAWYER : Let ' m eat cheese and choak . FAMILIAR : I had rare sport Among the clowns in the morrice ... comes flying to me : Oh , my best love , I am on fire ( even in the midst of ice ) Raking my blood up , till my ...
... come . MOTHER SAWYER : Let ' m eat cheese and choak . FAMILIAR : I had rare sport Among the clowns in the morrice ... comes flying to me : Oh , my best love , I am on fire ( even in the midst of ice ) Raking my blood up , till my ...
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