The history of Polexander in five bookes / done into English by VVilliam Browne, Gent. ...
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The history of Polexander in five bookes / done into English by VVilliam Browne, Gent. ...
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Gomberville, M. Le Roy (Marin Le Roy), sieur de, 1600-1674.
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London :: Printed by Tho. Harper for Thomas Walkley, and are to be sold at his shop ...,
1647.
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"The history of Polexander in five bookes / done into English by VVilliam Browne, Gent. ..." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A41385.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 27, 2024.
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The Anger.
HOw I hate thee, perfidious Amintha, to print againe in my thought the name of thy Polexander. Since these eight dayes, there hath not a moment passed, but this troublesome name hath mixed it selfe with my meditations. It persecutes mee by day, and in the night it permits me not to take my rest. If I call any one of my slaves, would I name any other, eyther Citizen or Stranger, my tongue following the error of my i∣magination will pronounce that Polexander. Some times it speakes it halfe, and every foote I am forced to stay it, for feare of continuing in this mistake.
O Name of Polexander (said our Heroë) more fortunate then Polexander himselfe I
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hast thou not so much charitie, to impart some of thy happinesse to him without whom thou canst not bee? I conceive thy answere deare Name. But my little merit suffers me not to beleeve it; nor my respect, to entertayne my selfe with it. And with these words turned to the last leafe of the Tables, and there met with this:
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