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Side 190
... PITY FOR POOR AFRICANS . Video meliora proboque , Deteriora sequor .'- groans , Is almost enough to draw pity from stones . PITY FOR POOR AFRICANS . I pity them greatly , but I must be mum , For how could we do without sugar and rum ...
... PITY FOR POOR AFRICANS . Video meliora proboque , Deteriora sequor .'- groans , Is almost enough to draw pity from stones . PITY FOR POOR AFRICANS . I pity them greatly , but I must be mum , For how could we do without sugar and rum ...
Side 191
... pity to injure him so ! Poor man ! I would save him his fruit if I could , But staying behind will do him no good . If the matter depended alone upon me , His apples might hang , till they drop from the tree ; But , since they will take ...
... pity to injure him so ! Poor man ! I would save him his fruit if I could , But staying behind will do him no good . If the matter depended alone upon me , His apples might hang , till they drop from the tree ; But , since they will take ...
Side 269
... pity now that trickling rheums Should ever tease the lungs , and blear the sight Of oracles like these ? Great pity too , That having wielded the elements , and built A thousand systems , each in his own way , They should go out in fume ...
... pity now that trickling rheums Should ever tease the lungs , and blear the sight Of oracles like these ? Great pity too , That having wielded the elements , and built A thousand systems , each in his own way , They should go out in fume ...
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