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<title>#2015 &#8212; Hellena from The Rover by Aphra Behn</title>
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<description>&quot;And if these be her daily Divertisements, what are those of the 
Night? to lie in a wide Moth–eaten Bed–Chamber with Furniture in 
Fashion in the Reign of King Sancho the First; the Bed that 
which his Forefathers liv'd and dy'd in. 
This Apartment (new furbisht and fitted out for&#8230;&quot;</description>
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<title>#644 &#8212; Ned Blunt from The Rover by Aphra Behn</title>
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<description>&quot;'Tis a rare girl.  And this one night's enjoyment will be worth all the days I ever passed in Essex.  Sure her embraces will  far excell all the pleasures I have ever tasted, for I ne'er loved, nor was beloved until now.  This is love's holy day!  The rest were&#8230;&quot;</description>
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