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WITHIN the chamber, far away

Arms drop down, and footsteps stumble,Can this be the pathway homewards?Shall she fly, or shall she tarry?Can she think, when thought and counsel,When assistance all are lost?So before her spouse appears she--On her looks he--look is judgment--Proudly on the sword he seizes,To the hill of death he drags her,Where delinquents' blood pays forfeit.What resistance could she offer?What excuses could she proffer,Guilty, knowing not her guilt?

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ONCE a boy a Rosebud spied,

Yet 'tis hard, oh, hard to bear!

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  】【女于【子,】【备】【;于】【,】【备酒】;于】【夫,【备扫】【

  】【大】【與丞】書,】【楊】【:“】彥識】【理】【才隱】斷,】【為】【,且】楊侯】【之】【位望】為陵】【,】【足與】處。】

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《买球票怎么买》

HE who with life makes sport,

  】【曰:【舜其】【知】【!舜】【而】【察迩】,隐】【而扬【,执】【两】【用其】【民】【其斯】为舜】【!】

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He the dust with sports doth meet,

The boy screamed.--"Thou must now stronger pinions supply,Or else 'twill be ugly, unable to fly."--Soon 'twas stripp'd--oh, the villain!--and torn all to pieces.The boy was heart-broken,--and so my tale ceases.