The Handy-volume Shakspeare, Zväzok 13Bradbury, Agnew, and Company, 1866 |
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Strana 135
... flower sprung up , chequer'd with white , Resembling well his pale cheeks , and the blood Which in round drops upon their whiteness stood . She bows her head , the new sprung flower to VENUS AND ADONIS . 135.
... flower sprung up , chequer'd with white , Resembling well his pale cheeks , and the blood Which in round drops upon their whiteness stood . She bows her head , the new sprung flower to VENUS AND ADONIS . 135.
Strana 136
... flower , " quoth she , " this was thy father's guise , ( Sweet issue of a more sweet - smelling sire , ) For every little grief to wet his eyes : To grow unto himself was his desire , And so ' tis thine ; but know , it is as good To ...
... flower , " quoth she , " this was thy father's guise , ( Sweet issue of a more sweet - smelling sire , ) For every little grief to wet his eyes : To grow unto himself was his desire , And so ' tis thine ; but know , it is as good To ...
Strana 239
... flowers do now , Before these bastard signs of fair were born , Or durst inhabit on a living brow ; Before the golden ... flower add the rank smell of weeds " But why thy odour matcheth not thy show , The solve is this , that thou dost ...
... flowers do now , Before these bastard signs of fair were born , Or durst inhabit on a living brow ; Before the golden ... flower add the rank smell of weeds " But why thy odour matcheth not thy show , The solve is this , that thou dost ...
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