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Strana 104
... As though he came to kill a cockatrice ; Though he hath oft sworn that he would remove Thy beauty's beauty , and food of our love , Hope of his goods , if I with thee were seen , Yet close and secret , as our souls , we've been .
... As though he came to kill a cockatrice ; Though he hath oft sworn that he would remove Thy beauty's beauty , and food of our love , Hope of his goods , if I with thee were seen , Yet close and secret , as our souls , we've been .
Strana 166
His beauty shall in these black lines be seen , And they shall live , and he in them , still green . LXIV When I have seen by Time's fell hand defac'd The rich - proud cost of outworn buried age ; When sometime lofty towers I see down ...
His beauty shall in these black lines be seen , And they shall live , and he in them , still green . LXIV When I have seen by Time's fell hand defac'd The rich - proud cost of outworn buried age ; When sometime lofty towers I see down ...
Strana 618
And thy beauty never was more fair . Iseult Ah , harsh flatterer ! let alone my beauty ! I , like thee , have left my youth afar . Take my hand , and touch these wasted fingersSee my cheek and lips , how white they are !
And thy beauty never was more fair . Iseult Ah , harsh flatterer ! let alone my beauty ! I , like thee , have left my youth afar . Take my hand , and touch these wasted fingersSee my cheek and lips , how white they are !
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