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129 Cards in this Set
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'riches are in fortune a greater... |
good than wisdom in nature' |
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'send me plate,coin, jewels with hope... |
that when i die (which they expect each greedy minute) it shall return tenfold upon them' |
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'letting the cherry knock against their lips.... |
and draw it by their mouths, and back again' |
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'I long to have... |
possession of my new present' |
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'hundred such... |
as i am in succession' |
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'when you do come to swim... |
in golden lard up to the arms in honey' |
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'Excellent Mosca! come hither... |
let me kiss thee' |
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'Excellent Excellent; sure i shall outlast him! This... |
makes me young again, a score of years' |
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'The stream of your diverted love hath... |
thrown you upon my master and made him your heir' |
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'mine own... |
project' |
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'i know thee honest'... |
'you do lie sir' |
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'What a rare... |
punishment is avarice to its self' |
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'he still calls on you;... |
nothing but your name' (to corvino) |
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'Here were others too... |
i cannot number em' |
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you 'shalt share in all my fortunes' 'excepting... |
one...your gallant wife sir' |
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'Why this is better than rob churches yet... |
or fat by eating once a month a man' |
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'The blazing start of italy! A wench... |
o' the first year! a beauty ripe as harvest' |
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'Blood of the devil... |
and my shame' |
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'Mosca, take my keys, Gold, Plate and jewels... |
all's at thy devotion' |
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'No pleasures that... |
thou shalt know but backwards' |
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' i will make thee an anatomy... |
dissect thee mine own self' |
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'His masters dead! there's... |
yet some good to help the bad' |
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'tell him with what zeal... |
and willingness i do it' |
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'Of his starved clients should be... |
banished all and only you received' |
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'now like a subtle snake... |
i am so limber' |
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'your parasite... |
is a most precious thing' |
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'They that use themselves.. |
most license are still most jealous' |
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'Death on me! you... |
are come too soon' |
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'if you doubt my chastity... |
why lock me up forever' |
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'Go to, show yourself.. |
obedient, and a wife' |
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'Honour! Tut, a breath... |
there's no such thing in nature' |
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'Sir kill me rather, i will... |
take down poison eat burning coals, do anything' |
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'An exile... |
made, for money?' |
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Thou mazed... |
to see me thus revived?' |
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'Attracted the eyes.. |
and ears of all the ladies present' |
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'i whose innocence... |
all i can think wealthy' |
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'Juice of july flowers... |
spirit of roses and of violets' |
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'If you have ears that... |
will be pierced or eyes that can be opened- a heart may be touched' |
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'Libidious swine! free... |
the forced lady or thou diest, imposter' |
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'Oh , i am unmasked, unspirited, undone... |
betrayed to beggary to infamy' |
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'This act shall disinherit... |
him indeed. Here is the will.' |
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'My only aim... |
was to dig you a fortune out of these two old, rotten sepulchers' |
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'Is the lie.. |
safely conveyed among us' |
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'I deviced a formal tale... |
that salved your reputation' |
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'I know this place most void.. |
of prejudice and therefore crave it' |
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'Rather wish my innocence should suffer... |
than i resist the authority of a father' |
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'I trust the Mosca' |
'As your own soul, sir' |
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'tis almost gone... |
i shall conquer' |
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'You've done a worthy... |
service to the state' |
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'Oh more than.. |
i enjoyed the wench' |
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'no six, sir'...'you see how... |
i work unto your ends' |
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'Each of 'em is so possessed and.. |
stuffed with his own hopes' |
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'why your gold is such another.. |
med'cine it transforms the most deformed and restores em lovely' |
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'Ha!... |
is the hour come, Mosca' |
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'Then to have it ravished... |
from their mouths' |
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'i think.. |
she loves me' |
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'You are a declared cuckold.. |
go home be melancholic too, or mad' |
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'Go home die... |
and stink' |
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'Till they burst; the fox fares... |
ever best when he is cursed' |
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'how i would vex... |
em still at every turn' |
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'I'm his heir.. |
and so will keep me till he share' |
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'No man would construe... |
it a sin...this called the Fox trap' |
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'out stripped thus... |
by a paarsite' |
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'i am caught... |
i'mine own noose' |
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'What vile wretch was i... |
that could not bare my fortune soberly?' |
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'they said you... |
were possessed fall down and seem so' |
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'A proper man!... |
a fit match for my daughter' |
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'These posses wealth as... |
sick men posses fevers, which trulier may be said to posses them' |
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'fellow of no birth or blood... |
first thou be whipped' |
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'mischeifs... |
feed like beats till they be fat, and then they bleed' |
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'if not, fare jovially... |
and clap your hands' |
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'I now must change.. |
these notes to tragic' |
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'Bent on mans destruction... |
maugre of what might hap heavier on himself' |
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'satan involved... |
in a rising mist' |
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'The more i see pleasures.. |
about me, so much more i feel torment within me' |
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'All good to me.. |
becomes bane' |
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'only in destroying.. |
i find ease to my relentless thoughts' |
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'To me shall be the glory... |
sole among the infernal powers, in one day to have mared what he god almighty styled in six days and nights' |
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'O fould descent... |
that i who erst contended with gods to sit the highest am now constrained into a beast and mixed with bestial slime' |
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'But what will not... |
ambition and revenge descend to?' |
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'Nothing lovelier can be found... |
in women than to study household good and good works in her husband to promote' |
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'The wife where.. |
danger and dishonor lurks safest and seemliest by her husband stays' |
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'But that thou should'st my... |
firmness therefore doubt, to God as thee, because we have a foe may tempt it, i expected not to hear' |
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'in they sight.. |
more wise more watchful, stronger' |
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'how are we happy |
still in fear of harm?' |
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'and what is faith.. |
love, virtue unassayed' |
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'firm we subsist.. |
yet possible to swerve' |
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'Soft she withdrew.. |
and like a wood-nymph light oread' |
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'her long with... |
ardent look his eye pursued' |
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'Veiled.. |
in a cloak of fragrance' |
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'herself, thou fairest.. |
unsupported flower' |
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'Her heavenly form... |
angleic but more soft' |
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'His own evil... |
and for the time remained stupidly good' |
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'Thoughts, wither... |
have ye led me with what sweet compulsion thus transported to forget what hither brought us' |
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'save what is in destroying... |
other joy to me is lost' |
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'toward eve addressed his way.. |
not with indented wave prone to the ground' |
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'with burnished... |
neck of verdant gold' |
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'fawning... |
and licking the ground where on she stood' |
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'Into the heart... |
of Eve his words made way' |
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'Grateful to appetite... |
more pleased my sense than smell of sweetest fennel' |
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'a flat... |
fast by a fountain' |
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'so glistered... |
the dire snake' |
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'Ye shall not eat there of.. |
nor shall ye touch it, lest ye die' |
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'as when old some... |
orator renowned in Athens or free rome' |
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'Shall that be shut... |
to man which to the beast is open' |
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'Knowledge of good and evil... |
of good how just? of evil, if what is evil be real, why not know, since easier shunned' |
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'Your eyes.. |
that seem so clear, yet are but dim, shall perfectly be then opened' |
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'Into her heart too... |
easy entrance won' |
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'But his forbidding... |
commends thee more' |
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'For us alone... |
was death invented? or to us denied this intellectual food, for beasts reserved?' |
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'Her rash... |
hand in evil hour forth reaching to the fruit' |
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'greedily.. |
she engorged without restraint' |
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'O Soverign... |
virtuous precious of all trees' |
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'i grow.. |
mature in knowledge, as the gods' |
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'so to add... |
what wants in female sex, the more to draw his love, and render me more equal' |
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'the pain of... |
absence from they sight' |
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'Thou therefore also taste.. |
that equal lot may join us, equal joy,as equal love' |
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'Astoniend... |
stood and blank, while horror chill ran through his veins' |
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'Defaced.. |
deflowered and now death dvote?' |
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'not deceived... |
but fondly overcome with female charm' |
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'Carnal desire.. |
inflaming and he on Eve began to cast lascivious eyes' |
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'thou art... |
exact of taste' |
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'flowers were the couch... |
and violets and asphodel and hyacinth' (jealousy, shortlife and remebering) |
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'Soon found their... |
eyes how opened and their minds how darkened' |
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'Vain covering... |
is to hide their guilt and dreaded shame' |
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'would thou hadst hearkened ... |
to my words as i besought thee' |
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'hadst thou been... |
firm and fixed in thy dissent, neither had i transgressed, not thou with me' |
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'thus it shall befall.. |
on him who to worth in women overtrusting' |
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'The fruitless hours... |
but neither self-condemning and their vain contest appeared no end' |
