The Handy-volume Shakspeare, Zväzok 13Bradbury, Agnew, and Company, 1866 |
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Strana 140
... cold , Thy hasty spring still blasts , and ne'er grows old ! When at Collatium this false lord arrived , Well was he welcomed by the Roman dame , Within whose face beauty and virtue strived Which of them both should underprop her fame ...
... cold , Thy hasty spring still blasts , and ne'er grows old ! When at Collatium this false lord arrived , Well was he welcomed by the Roman dame , Within whose face beauty and virtue strived Which of them both should underprop her fame ...
Strana 193
... cold , And in that cold hot - burning fire doth dwell ; These contraries such unity do hold Only to flatter fools , and make them old : So Priam's trust false Sinon's tears do , flatter , That he finds means to burn his Troy with water ...
... cold , And in that cold hot - burning fire doth dwell ; These contraries such unity do hold Only to flatter fools , and make them old : So Priam's trust false Sinon's tears do , flatter , That he finds means to burn his Troy with water ...
Strana 201
... cold Lucrece ' bleeding stream He falls , and bathes the pale fear in his face , And counterfeits to die with her a space ; Till manly shame bids him possess his breath , And live , to be revengèd on her death . The deep vexation of his ...
... cold Lucrece ' bleeding stream He falls , and bathes the pale fear in his face , And counterfeits to die with her a space ; Till manly shame bids him possess his breath , And live , to be revengèd on her death . The deep vexation of his ...
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