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"  He doth,  indeed, slto\\  some sparks that are likt  wit. "
                                   "  \\'hal a spendthrift he is of his ton~ue.''
                        Cll \I,KI·:R.   "l,Nthe world slide,  I'll  not hud~e an  inch. "
                        \!ISS  PF\K,   '' ller voice was ever ~entle and low;  an excellent thing in woman.·'
                                   "  She would not in a  peremptory tone,
                                    Assert the nose upon her face  her own. "
                                   ''Comedy of  Errors.''
                                   ",\las  1  They were so young, so beautiful,
                                    So lon:ly,  Iovin~.  helpless.''
                        \\'H.!' li'I. I>   "  \Ve all are poets when  we nad a  poem  \\ell  "
                        ll\RT!,J;T'r.   "  One lan~ua~e held  his ht:art and  lip."
                                   "just at that age twixt hoy and  youth. "
                        13\'r~:.   "  \\'hen shall  we look upon his like a~ain ? "
                        BIWII'i,  .\ .   " There are others "  (hut he will not  believe it.)
                        I' \TT!SII \1, 1,   "There's  just One Girl. "
                                   " I  want to be an ang-el.
                                    And with  the angels stand,
                                    Or sit beside a skule mann,
                                    And hold her by the hand. "
                        \l \I{Z()';[.   "  Pleased  with a  rattle,  tickled with a straw. "
                                   ",\nother little private
                                    Mustered in
                                    The army of temptation
                                    And of sin."
                       SDIO';'I'o:-;.   "The mirror of all courtl>sy. "
                                   "  Good  Heavens!  Get back into your cradle.
                        ~hss B.\TES.   "  As fresh  as rain on cherry blossoms."
                        ~!ISS  BROOKS.  "  ~ly lord, he IO\'eS  me well."
                                   "  Not like other girls."
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