The Handy-volume Shakespeare, Zväzok 13G. Routledge, 1871 |
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Strana 65
... Things have been strangely borne . The gra- cious Duncan - Was pitied of Macbeth , And the right - valiant Banquo Whom , you may say , if ' t ance kill'd , [ dead : - marry , he was walked too late : please you , Fle- [ late ; For ...
... Things have been strangely borne . The gra- cious Duncan - Was pitied of Macbeth , And the right - valiant Banquo Whom , you may say , if ' t ance kill'd , [ dead : - marry , he was walked too late : please you , Fle- [ late ; For ...
Strana 182
... things of trial ; Or as those bars which stop the hourly dial , Who with a lingering stay his course doth let , 16 ... thing ; Huge rocks , high winds , strong pirates , shelves and sands , The merchant fears , ere rich at home he lands ...
... things of trial ; Or as those bars which stop the hourly dial , Who with a lingering stay his course doth let , 16 ... thing ; Huge rocks , high winds , strong pirates , shelves and sands , The merchant fears , ere rich at home he lands ...
Strana 305
... things turn sourest by their deeds ; Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds . XCV . How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame , Which , like a canker in the fragrant rose , Doth spot the beauty of thy budding name ! O , in ...
... things turn sourest by their deeds ; Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds . XCV . How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame , Which , like a canker in the fragrant rose , Doth spot the beauty of thy budding name ! O , in ...
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