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They are natural : improper delight in them alone is wrong . And from the expressions of this improper delight our Early Literature is singularly free . Plain speaking there is , broad humour there is ; but of delight in sensuality for ...
They are natural : improper delight in them alone is wrong . And from the expressions of this improper delight our Early Literature is singularly free . Plain speaking there is , broad humour there is ; but of delight in sensuality for ...
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2 The Queene of plenty With all the fruits are dainty , delights to please Not inelegant . - P . Note on a separate slip of paper :“ This was once a very popular song , as appears from a parody of it inserted ( as a solemn piece of ...
2 The Queene of plenty With all the fruits are dainty , delights to please Not inelegant . - P . Note on a separate slip of paper :“ This was once a very popular song , as appears from a parody of it inserted ( as a solemn piece of ...
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with that he gaue ore , & solemplye swore he wold kill her noe more that night , but badd her adew : full litle he knew shee wold tempt him to more delight . But when they shold part , it went to her hart , & gaue her more cause for to ...
with that he gaue ore , & solemplye swore he wold kill her noe more that night , but badd her adew : full litle he knew shee wold tempt him to more delight . But when they shold part , it went to her hart , & gaue her more cause for to ...
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the said kind sight forgiues delight , " quoth hee , “ more easilye then the moone . " “ In Venus playes be bold , ” shee sayes , " fforgoe me & c . " > “ Be bold , ” she says . > 32 ' to say.-P. 2 The e has a flourish at the end like ...
the said kind sight forgiues delight , " quoth hee , “ more easilye then the moone . " “ In Venus playes be bold , ” shee sayes , " fforgoe me & c . " > “ Be bold , ” she says . > 32 ' to say.-P. 2 The e has a flourish at the end like ...
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... though they cannot delight ( as at the time ) by the happiness of their application , may yet be perused with pleasure as specimens of poetic excellence , ingenious flattery , or adroit satire . " —Ben Jonson's Works ( ed .
... though they cannot delight ( as at the time ) by the happiness of their application , may yet be perused with pleasure as specimens of poetic excellence , ingenious flattery , or adroit satire . " —Ben Jonson's Works ( ed .
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