The Handy-volume Shakespeare, Zväzok 13G. Routledge, 1871 |
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Strana 262
... love's rite , [ cay , And in mine own love's strength seem to de- O'ercharged with burden of mine own love's might . O , let my books be , then , the eloquence And dumb presagers of my speaking breast ; Who plead for love , and look for ...
... love's rite , [ cay , And in mine own love's strength seem to de- O'ercharged with burden of mine own love's might . O , let my books be , then , the eloquence And dumb presagers of my speaking breast ; Who plead for love , and look for ...
Strana 272
William Shakespeare Q. D.. XL . Take all my loves , my love , yea , take them all ; [ before ? What hast thou then more ... love's wrong , than hate's known in- jury . Lascivious grace , in whom all ill well shows , Kill me with spites ...
William Shakespeare Q. D.. XL . Take all my loves , my love , yea , take them all ; [ before ? What hast thou then more ... love's wrong , than hate's known in- jury . Lascivious grace , in whom all ill well shows , Kill me with spites ...
Strana 273
... love her , because thou knew'st I love her ; And for my sake even so doth she abuse me , Suffering my friend for my sake to approve her . If I lose thee , my loss is my love's gain , And , losing her , my friend hath found that loss ...
... love her , because thou knew'st I love her ; And for my sake even so doth she abuse me , Suffering my friend for my sake to approve her . If I lose thee , my loss is my love's gain , And , losing her , my friend hath found that loss ...
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