The Handy-volume Shakespeare, Zväzok 13G. Routledge, 1871 |
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Strana 131
... deep - sweet music , and heart's deep- sore wounding . " Had I no eyes , but ears , my ears would love That inward beauty and invisible ; Or , were I deaf , thy outward parts would move Each part in me that were but sensible : Though ...
... deep - sweet music , and heart's deep- sore wounding . " Had I no eyes , but ears , my ears would love That inward beauty and invisible ; Or , were I deaf , thy outward parts would move Each part in me that were but sensible : Though ...
Strana 350
... deep - brain'd sonnets that did amplify Each stone's dear nature , worth , and quality . " The_diamond , -why ' twas beautiful and hard , Whereto his invised properties did tend ; The deep - green emerald , in whose fresh re- gard Weak ...
... deep - brain'd sonnets that did amplify Each stone's dear nature , worth , and quality . " The_diamond , -why ' twas beautiful and hard , Whereto his invised properties did tend ; The deep - green emerald , in whose fresh re- gard Weak ...
Strana 360
... deep conceit is such , As , passing all conceit , needs no defence . Thou lov'st to hear the sweet melodious sound That Phoebus ' lute , the queen of music , makes ; And I in deep delight am chiefly drown'd , Whenas himself to singing ...
... deep conceit is such , As , passing all conceit , needs no defence . Thou lov'st to hear the sweet melodious sound That Phoebus ' lute , the queen of music , makes ; And I in deep delight am chiefly drown'd , Whenas himself to singing ...
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