The Alchemist: Prologue (Ben Jonson Poems)
Fortune, that favours fools, these two short hours,We wish away, both for your sakes and ours,Judging spectators; and desire, in ...
Fortune, that favours fools, these two short hours,We wish away, both for your sakes and ours,Judging spectators; and desire, in ...
Who says that Giles and Joan at discord be? Th' observing neighbors no such mood can see.Indeed, poor Giles repents ...
Farewell, thou child of my right hand, and joy; My sin was too much hope of thee, lov'd boy. ...
Farewell, thou child of my right hand, and joy; My sin was too much hope of thee, loved boy. Seven ...
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