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3. One woe doth tread upon another's heel.Shak. Forbid to tread the promised land he saw.Prior. Methought she trod the ground with greater grace.Dryden. They have measured many a mile,Shak. Through thy name will we tread them under that rise up against us.Ps. xliv. 5. She is coming, my own, my sweet;Tennyson. |
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