The Handy-volume Shakspeare ...Bradbury, Evans, and Company, 1871 |
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Strana 112
... unto thee ? Are they not quickly told , and quickly gone ? Say , for non - payment that the debt should double , 66 Is twenty hundred kisses such a trouble ? " ' Fair queen , " quoth he , " if any love you owe me , Measure my ...
... unto thee ? Are they not quickly told , and quickly gone ? Say , for non - payment that the debt should double , 66 Is twenty hundred kisses such a trouble ? " ' Fair queen , " quoth he , " if any love you owe me , Measure my ...
Strana 155
... unto mine . " Thus I forestall thee , if thou mean to chide : Thy beauty hath ensnared thee to this night , Where thou with patience must my will abide , My will that marks thee for my earth's delight , Which I to conquer sought with ...
... unto mine . " Thus I forestall thee , if thou mean to chide : Thy beauty hath ensnared thee to this night , Where thou with patience must my will abide , My will that marks thee for my earth's delight , Which I to conquer sought with ...
Strana 302
... unto my pretty ; Heart hath his hope , and eyes their wished sight ; Sorrow changed to solace , solace mix'd with sorrow ; For why she sigh'd , and bade me come to- morrow . Were I with her , the night would post too soon ; But now are ...
... unto my pretty ; Heart hath his hope , and eyes their wished sight ; Sorrow changed to solace , solace mix'd with sorrow ; For why she sigh'd , and bade me come to- morrow . Were I with her , the night would post too soon ; But now are ...
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