But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And... The Speaker: Or Miscellaneous Pieces, Selected from the Best English Writers ... - Pàgina 323 editat per - 1823 - 346 pàgines Visualització completa -
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