The Handy-volume Shakspeare, Zväzok 13Bradbury, Agnew, and Company, 1866 |
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... thee , From a pure heart command thy rebel will : Draw not thy sword to guard iniquity , For it was lent thee all that brood to kill . Thy princely office how canst thou fulfil , When , pattern'd by thy fault , foul Sin may say , He ...
... thee , From a pure heart command thy rebel will : Draw not thy sword to guard iniquity , For it was lent thee all that brood to kill . Thy princely office how canst thou fulfil , When , pattern'd by thy fault , foul Sin may say , He ...
Strana 244
William Shakespeare Q D. LXXVIII . So oft have I invoked thee for my Muse , And found such fair assistance in my verse , As every alien pen hath got my use , And under thee their poesy disperse . Thine eyes , that taught the dumb on high ...
William Shakespeare Q D. LXXVIII . So oft have I invoked thee for my Muse , And found such fair assistance in my verse , As every alien pen hath got my use , And under thee their poesy disperse . Thine eyes , that taught the dumb on high ...
Strana 275
... thee : Now this ill - wresting world is grown so bad , Mad slanderers by mad ears believed be . That I may not be so , nor thou belied , Bear thine eyes straight , though thy proud heart go wide . CXLL In faith , I do not love thee with ...
... thee : Now this ill - wresting world is grown so bad , Mad slanderers by mad ears believed be . That I may not be so , nor thou belied , Bear thine eyes straight , though thy proud heart go wide . CXLL In faith , I do not love thee with ...
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