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34 " Say on Fradubio then , or man , or tree , ' Quoth then the knight , ' by whose mischievous arts Art thou misshaped thus , as now I see ? He oft finds med cine , who his griefe imparts ; ° discloses But double griefs amict ...
34 " Say on Fradubio then , or man , or tree , ' Quoth then the knight , ' by whose mischievous arts Art thou misshaped thus , as now I see ? He oft finds med cine , who his griefe imparts ; ° discloses But double griefs amict ...
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Serpent , thy overpraising leaves in doubt The virtue of that fruit , in thee first proved : But say , where grows the tree , from hence how far ? For many are the trees of God that grow In Paradise , and various , yet unknown 620 To us ...
Serpent , thy overpraising leaves in doubt The virtue of that fruit , in thee first proved : But say , where grows the tree , from hence how far ? For many are the trees of God that grow In Paradise , and various , yet unknown 620 To us ...
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of knowledge ( heart - beat ) So saying , from the tree her step she turned , But first low reverence done , as to the power That dwelt within , whose presence had infused Into the plant scientialo sap , derived From nectar , drink of ...
of knowledge ( heart - beat ) So saying , from the tree her step she turned , But first low reverence done , as to the power That dwelt within , whose presence had infused Into the plant scientialo sap , derived From nectar , drink of ...
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