The Handy-volume Shakespeare, Zväzok 13G. Routledge, 1871 |
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Strana 168
... Lucrece's beauty , yet smothering his pas sions for the present , departed with the rest back to the camp : from whence he shortly after privily withdrew himself , and was ( according to his estate ) royally enter- tamed and lodged by ...
... Lucrece's beauty , yet smothering his pas sions for the present , departed with the rest back to the camp : from whence he shortly after privily withdrew himself , and was ( according to his estate ) royally enter- tamed and lodged by ...
Strana 222
... Lucrece speak To the poor counterfeit of her complaining : " My girl , " quoth she , " on what occasion break Those tears from thee , that down thy cheeks are raining ? If thou dost weep for grief of ... Lucrece ; " 222 THE RAPE OF LUCRECE .
... Lucrece speak To the poor counterfeit of her complaining : " My girl , " quoth she , " on what occasion break Those tears from thee , that down thy cheeks are raining ? If thou dost weep for grief of ... Lucrece ; " 222 THE RAPE OF LUCRECE .
Strana 245
... Lucrece ' side , Seeing such emulation in their woe , Began to clothe his wit in state and pride , Burying in Lucrece ' wound his folly's show . He with the Romans was esteemed so As silly jeering idiots are with kings , For sportive ...
... Lucrece ' side , Seeing such emulation in their woe , Began to clothe his wit in state and pride , Burying in Lucrece ' wound his folly's show . He with the Romans was esteemed so As silly jeering idiots are with kings , For sportive ...
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Adonis art thou Banquo bear beauty beauty's behold birds blood breast breath Cawdor cheeks Collatine dead dear death deed desire Doct doth Enter MACBETH Exeunt face fair fair lords falchion falconry false fear fire Fleance flower fool foul gainst gentle give grace grief hand hast hate hath hear heart heaven honor horse hour king kiss LADY MACBETH light lips live look lord love's Lucrece lust Macb Macd Macduff mayst mind murder never night numbers o'er pale pity poison'd poor praise Priam proud quoth RAPE OF LUCRECE Rosse seem'd Sextus Tarquinius shalt shame sighs sight SIWARD sleep sorrow soul speak swear sweet Tarquin tears Tereu thane thee thence thine eye things thou art thou dost thought thyself Time's tongue true truth unto weep weird sisters wind Witch words worth wound youth