The Handy-volume Shakespeare, Zväzok 13G. Routledge, 1871 |
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Strana 161
... would peep ; The wind would blow it off , and , being gone , Play with his locks ; then would Adonis weep ; And straight , in pity of his tender years , II VENUS AND ADONIS 161 My sighs are blown away, my salt tears gone...
... would peep ; The wind would blow it off , and , being gone , Play with his locks ; then would Adonis weep ; And straight , in pity of his tender years , II VENUS AND ADONIS 161 My sighs are blown away, my salt tears gone...
Strana 328
... pity like in every part . Then will I swear beauty herself is black , And all they foul that thy complexion lack . CXXXIII . Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan [ me ! For that deep wound it gives my friend and Is't not ...
... pity like in every part . Then will I swear beauty herself is black , And all they foul that thy complexion lack . CXXXIII . Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan [ me ! For that deep wound it gives my friend and Is't not ...
Strana 372
... pity on thy pain : Senseless trees , they cannot hear thee ; Ruthless bears , they will not cheer thee . King Pandion , he is dead ; All thy friends are lapp'd in lead : All thy fellow - birds do sing , Careless of thy sorrowing . Even ...
... pity on thy pain : Senseless trees , they cannot hear thee ; Ruthless bears , they will not cheer thee . King Pandion , he is dead ; All thy friends are lapp'd in lead : All thy fellow - birds do sing , Careless of thy sorrowing . Even ...
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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