The Beauties of ShakespeareJ. Whitaker, 1888 - 377 strán (strany) |
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Strana 21
... tongue Doth ravish , like enchanting harmony ; A man of compliments , whom right and wrong Have chose as umpire of their mutiny : This child of fancy , that Armado hight , ' For interim to our studies , shall relate , In high - born ...
... tongue Doth ravish , like enchanting harmony ; A man of compliments , whom right and wrong Have chose as umpire of their mutiny : This child of fancy , that Armado hight , ' For interim to our studies , shall relate , In high - born ...
Strana 57
... tongue Of saucy and audacious eloquence . 1 Are made of mere imagination . Tiine . The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM . 57.
... tongue Of saucy and audacious eloquence . 1 Are made of mere imagination . Tiine . The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM . 57.
Strana 344
... tongue hath made , He would have dropp'd his knife , and fell asleep , As Cerberus at the Thracian poet's1 feet . ACT III . Labinia's Loss of her Tongue described . O , that delightful engine of her thoughts , That blabb'd them with ...
... tongue hath made , He would have dropp'd his knife , and fell asleep , As Cerberus at the Thracian poet's1 feet . ACT III . Labinia's Loss of her Tongue described . O , that delightful engine of her thoughts , That blabb'd them with ...
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