Sabrinae Corolla in Hortulis Regiae Scholae Salopiensis contexuerunt tres viri [B. H. Kennedy, J. Riddell, and another], floribus legendisimpensis Georgii Bell in vico dicto Fleet Street, 1850 - 328 páginas |
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... habet ; Nam tu , crede mihi , non tam dilecta fuisses , Ni tibi decressem praeposuisse decus . Anagallis . G. J. K. Istam tune vides anagallida ? Non ita pridem Visa fuit medium solis amare iubar Purpureo ridens fastu : nunc lumina ...
... habet ; Nam tu , crede mihi , non tam dilecta fuisses , Ni tibi decressem praeposuisse decus . Anagallis . G. J. K. Istam tune vides anagallida ? Non ita pridem Visa fuit medium solis amare iubar Purpureo ridens fastu : nunc lumina ...
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... habet omne dolorem , Qvom taceat mentis saxea durities . Cur mihi , cara , tui tam suave loqvuntur ocelli , Labraqve blanditiis plena , genaeqve rubor ; Nec tamen est in te nostri medicina doloris ? Splendida proh nimium dona resume ...
... habet omne dolorem , Qvom taceat mentis saxea durities . Cur mihi , cara , tui tam suave loqvuntur ocelli , Labraqve blanditiis plena , genaeqve rubor ; Nec tamen est in te nostri medicina doloris ? Splendida proh nimium dona resume ...
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... habet ? Hoc tibi pro certo stet in ima mente repostum : Qvod mihi tam purus corpore sangvis inest , Qvam mens , in leto qvae me solatur , et istae Qvas loqvor extremas iam moritura preces . Ergo alii pro me lugubria carmina fundant ...
... habet ? Hoc tibi pro certo stet in ima mente repostum : Qvod mihi tam purus corpore sangvis inest , Qvam mens , in leto qvae me solatur , et istae Qvas loqvor extremas iam moritura preces . Ergo alii pro me lugubria carmina fundant ...
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... ; Et Bene sit nullo non tibi , Cotta , die . H. J. H. Fortunati Saccus . Vin ' Fortunati veniat tibi saccus ? Amato : Qvo plus largitur , plus habet unus Amor . K. Spring . The soote season , that bud and blome SABRINAE COROLLA . 83.
... ; Et Bene sit nullo non tibi , Cotta , die . H. J. H. Fortunati Saccus . Vin ' Fortunati veniat tibi saccus ? Amato : Qvo plus largitur , plus habet unus Amor . K. Spring . The soote season , that bud and blome SABRINAE COROLLA . 83.
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... qvos habitas Lares , Nescio ipsa tremorem : Ipsa nescia sum metus , Qvalecumqve minaberis Certa pessima perpeti : Vita febris enim fugax ; Mors habet medicinam . K. R. S. Freedom . You ask me why , though ill at SABRINAE COROLLA . 85.
... qvos habitas Lares , Nescio ipsa tremorem : Ipsa nescia sum metus , Qvalecumqve minaberis Certa pessima perpeti : Vita febris enim fugax ; Mors habet medicinam . K. R. S. Freedom . You ask me why , though ill at SABRINAE COROLLA . 85.
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