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الصفحة 247
But once the circle got within , The charms to work do straight begin , And he was caught as in a gin ; For as he thus was busy , A pain he in his head - piece feels , Against a stubbed tree he reels , And up went poor Hobgoblin's heels ...
But once the circle got within , The charms to work do straight begin , And he was caught as in a gin ; For as he thus was busy , A pain he in his head - piece feels , Against a stubbed tree he reels , And up went poor Hobgoblin's heels ...
الصفحة 464
Poor Michell's house , as far as the Old Swan , already burned that way , and the fire running further , that , in a very little time , it got as far as the March 1 , 1662.- My wife and I by coach , first to see my little picture that ...
Poor Michell's house , as far as the Old Swan , already burned that way , and the fire running further , that , in a very little time , it got as far as the March 1 , 1662.- My wife and I by coach , first to see my little picture that ...
الصفحة 663
Whose greedy waves devour the lessening shore ; Till some fierce tide , with more imperious sway Sweeps the low hut and all it holds away ; When the sad tenant weeps from door to door , And begs a poor protection from the poor !
Whose greedy waves devour the lessening shore ; Till some fierce tide , with more imperious sway Sweeps the low hut and all it holds away ; When the sad tenant weeps from door to door , And begs a poor protection from the poor !
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