Have, then, thy wish!—he whistled shrill, / And he was answered from the hill; / Wild as the scream of the curlieu, / From crag to crag the signal flew.
Have, then, thy wish!
Garlyke. It doth extenuate and cutte groſſe humours and ſlymy, diſſolueth groſſe wyndes, and healeth all the body; […] yf it be ſodden vntyll it loſeth his tarteneſſe, it ſomewhat nouryſſheth, and yet looſeth not his propertie, to extenuate groſſe humours: […]
Both loving one fair maid, they yet remained constant friends.
Let me be! she imagined Jane Ann Williams exclaiming to a fustering Shirley Kent.
Let me be!
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