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 O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ;...  Merchant of Venice. As you like it. All's well that ends well. Taming of the ... - Page 505 by William Shakespeare - 1811 Full view -
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