The Handy-volume Shakespeare, Zväzok 13G. Routledge, 1871 |
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Strana 243
... hast here If in the child the father's image lies , Where shall I live now Lucrece is unlìved ? Thou wast not to this end from me derived . If children predecease progenitors , We are their offspring , and they none of ours . " Poor ...
... hast here If in the child the father's image lies , Where shall I live now Lucrece is unlìved ? Thou wast not to this end from me derived . If children predecease progenitors , We are their offspring , and they none of ours . " Poor ...
Strana 329
... hast both him and me ; He pays the whole , and yet am I not free . CXXXV . Whoever hath her wish , thou hast thy Will , And Will to boot , and Will in over - plus ; More than enough am I that vex thee still , To thy sweet will making ...
... hast both him and me ; He pays the whole , and yet am I not free . CXXXV . Whoever hath her wish , thou hast thy Will , And Will to boot , and Will in over - plus ; More than enough am I that vex thee still , To thy sweet will making ...
Strana 338
... hast thou this powerful might , With insufficiency my heart to sway ? To make me give thee lie to my true sight , And swear that brightness doth not grace the day ? Whence hast thou this becoming of things ill , That in the very refuse ...
... hast thou this powerful might , With insufficiency my heart to sway ? To make me give thee lie to my true sight , And swear that brightness doth not grace the day ? Whence hast thou this becoming of things ill , That in the very refuse ...
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