The Handy-volume Shakspeare ...Bradbury, Agnew & Company, 1873 |
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Strana 128
... sorrow , Sorrow , that friendly sighs sought still to dry ; But like a stormy day , now wind , now rain , Sighs dry her cheeks , tears make them wet again . Variable passions throng her constant woe , As striving who should best become ...
... sorrow , Sorrow , that friendly sighs sought still to dry ; But like a stormy day , now wind , now rain , Sighs dry her cheeks , tears make them wet again . Variable passions throng her constant woe , As striving who should best become ...
Strana 177
... sorrow doth compare ; No object but her passion's strength renews ; And as one shifts , another straight ensues : Sometime her grief is dumb , and hath no words ; Sometime ' tis mad , and too much talk affords . The little birds that ...
... sorrow doth compare ; No object but her passion's strength renews ; And as one shifts , another straight ensues : Sometime her grief is dumb , and hath no words ; Sometime ' tis mad , and too much talk affords . The little birds that ...
Strana 197
... sorrows , make a saw , To push grief on , and back the same grief draw . Which speechless woe of his poor she attendeth , And his untimely frenzy thus awaketh : " Dear lord , thy sorrow to my sorrow lendeth THE RAPE OF LUCRECE . 197.
... sorrows , make a saw , To push grief on , and back the same grief draw . Which speechless woe of his poor she attendeth , And his untimely frenzy thus awaketh : " Dear lord , thy sorrow to my sorrow lendeth THE RAPE OF LUCRECE . 197.
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