The Handy-volume Shakespeare, Zväzok 13G. Routledge, 1871 |
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Strana 194
... shame be seeded in thine age When thus thy vices bud before thy spring !. If in thy hope thou dar'st do such outrage , What dar'st thou not when once thou art a king ? O , be remember'd , no outrageous thing From vassal actors can be ...
... shame be seeded in thine age When thus thy vices bud before thy spring !. If in thy hope thou dar'st do such outrage , What dar'st thou not when once thou art a king ? O , be remember'd , no outrageous thing From vassal actors can be ...
Strana 200
... shame I feel . " Here she exclaims against repose , and rest , And bids her eyes hereafter still be blind . She wakes her heart by beating on her breast , And bids it leap from thence , where it may find Some purer chest , to close so ...
... shame I feel . " Here she exclaims against repose , and rest , And bids her eyes hereafter still be blind . She wakes her heart by beating on her breast , And bids it leap from thence , where it may find Some purer chest , to close so ...
Strana 218
... shameful scorn : My shame so dead , mine honor is new- born . " Dear lord of that dear jewel I have lost , What legacy shall I bequeath to thee ? My resolution , love , shall be thy boast , By whose example thou revenged mayst be . How ...
... shameful scorn : My shame so dead , mine honor is new- born . " Dear lord of that dear jewel I have lost , What legacy shall I bequeath to thee ? My resolution , love , shall be thy boast , By whose example thou revenged mayst be . How ...
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