The Handy-volume Shakespeare, Zväzok 13G. Routledge, 1871 |
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Strana 273
... thee , Thine , by thy beauty being false to me . XLII . That thou hast her , it is not all my grief , And yet it may be said I loved her dearly ; That she hath thee , is of my wailing chief , A loss in love that touches me more nearly ...
... thee , Thine , by thy beauty being false to me . XLII . That thou hast her , it is not all my grief , And yet it may be said I loved her dearly ; That she hath thee , is of my wailing chief , A loss in love that touches me more nearly ...
Strana 296
William Shakespeare Q. D.. Yet what of thee thy poet doth invent , He robs thee of , and pays it thee again . He lends thee virtue , and he stole that word From thy behavior ; beauty doth he give , And found it in thy cheek ; he can ...
William Shakespeare Q. D.. Yet what of thee thy poet doth invent , He robs thee of , and pays it thee again . He lends thee virtue , and he stole that word From thy behavior ; beauty doth he give , And found it in thy cheek ; he can ...
Strana 338
... thee partake ? Do I not think on thee , when I forgot Am of myself , all tyrant , for thy sake ? Who hateth thee that I do call my friend ? On whom frown'st thou that I do fawn upon ? Nay if thou lour'st on me , do I not spend Revenge ...
... thee partake ? Do I not think on thee , when I forgot Am of myself , all tyrant , for thy sake ? Who hateth thee that I do call my friend ? On whom frown'st thou that I do fawn upon ? Nay if thou lour'st on me , do I not spend Revenge ...
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