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870 880 890 That fro thy lond is banished on his heed , For which he hath deserved to be deed . For this is he that cam un - to thy gate , And seyde , that he highte Philostrate . Thus hath he japed thee ful many a yeer , And thou has ...
870 880 890 That fro thy lond is banished on his heed , For which he hath deserved to be deed . For this is he that cam un - to thy gate , And seyde , that he highte Philostrate . Thus hath he japed thee ful many a yeer , And thou has ...
Sivu 61
For nature hath nat take his beginning Of no partye ne cantel of a thing , But of a thing that parfit is and stable , Descending so , til it be corrumpable . And therfore , of his wyse purveyaunce , He hath so wel biset his ordinaunce ...
For nature hath nat take his beginning Of no partye ne cantel of a thing , But of a thing that parfit is and stable , Descending so , til it be corrumpable . And therfore , of his wyse purveyaunce , He hath so wel biset his ordinaunce ...
Sivu 667
Oh , He hath made things worthier than Himself , And envieth that , so helped , such things do more Than He who made them ! What consoles but this ? That they , unless through Him , do nought at all , And must submit : what other use in ...
Oh , He hath made things worthier than Himself , And envieth that , so helped , such things do more Than He who made them ! What consoles but this ? That they , unless through Him , do nought at all , And must submit : what other use in ...
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