The Handy-volume Shakespeare, Zväzok 13G. Routledge, 1871 |
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Strana 154
... breath , Who when he lived , his breath and beauty set Gloss on the rose , smell to the violet ? " If he be dead , -O no , it cannot be , Seeing his beauty , thou shouldst strike at it : -- O yes , it may ; thou hast no eyes to see ...
... breath , Who when he lived , his breath and beauty set Gloss on the rose , smell to the violet ? " If he be dead , -O no , it cannot be , Seeing his beauty , thou shouldst strike at it : -- O yes , it may ; thou hast no eyes to see ...
Strana 356
... breath , and breath a vapor is ; Then , thou fair sun , that on this earth doth shine , Exhale this vapor vow ; in thee it is : If broken , then it is no fault of mine . If by me broke , what fool is not so wise To lose an oath , to win ...
... breath , and breath a vapor is ; Then , thou fair sun , that on this earth doth shine , Exhale this vapor vow ; in thee it is : If broken , then it is no fault of mine . If by me broke , what fool is not so wise To lose an oath , to win ...
Strana 362
... breath , away he skips , And would not take her meaning nor her pleasure . Ah ! that I had my lady at this bay , To kiss and clip me till I run away ! X. Crabbed age and youth Cannot live together ; Youth is full of pleasance , Age is ...
... breath , away he skips , And would not take her meaning nor her pleasure . Ah ! that I had my lady at this bay , To kiss and clip me till I run away ! X. Crabbed age and youth Cannot live together ; Youth is full of pleasance , Age is ...
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