A Satire Against The Citizens Of London (Henry Howard Poems)
London, hast thou accused me Of breach of laws, the root of strife? Within whose breast did boil to see, So fervent hot, ...
London, hast thou accused me Of breach of laws, the root of strife? Within whose breast did boil to see, So fervent hot, ...
London, hast thou accused meOf breach of laws, the root of strife?Within whose breast did boil to see,So fervent hot, ...
I never saw youe, madam, laye aparte Your cornet black in colde nor yet in heate Sythe first ye knew of my ...
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