The Handy-volume Shakspeare ...Bradbury, Agnew & Company, 1873 |
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Strana 107
... heart all whole as thine , thy heart my wound ; For one sweet look thy help I would assure thee , Though nothing but my body's bane would cure thee . " " Give me my hand , " saith he , " why dost thou feel it ? " ' Give me my heart ...
... heart all whole as thine , thy heart my wound ; For one sweet look thy help I would assure thee , Though nothing but my body's bane would cure thee . " " Give me my hand , " saith he , " why dost thou feel it ? " ' Give me my heart ...
Strana 228
... heart thy picture's sight would bar , My heart mine eye the freedom of that right . My heart doth plead that thou in him dost lie , ( A closet never pierced with crystal eyes , ) But the defendant doth that plea deny , And says in him ...
... heart thy picture's sight would bar , My heart mine eye the freedom of that right . My heart doth plead that thou in him dost lie , ( A closet never pierced with crystal eyes , ) But the defendant doth that plea deny , And says in him ...
Strana 273
... heart is tied ? Why should my heart think that a several plot , Which my heart knows the wide world's common place ? Or mine eyes , seeing this , say this is not , To put fair truth upon so foul a face ? In things right true my heart ...
... heart is tied ? Why should my heart think that a several plot , Which my heart knows the wide world's common place ? Or mine eyes , seeing this , say this is not , To put fair truth upon so foul a face ? In things right true my heart ...
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