The Handy-volume Shakspeare ...Bradbury, Evans, and Company, 1871 |
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Strana 132
... wind will ever strive to kiss you : Having no fair to lose , you need not fear ; The sun doth scorn you , and the wind doth hiss you : But when Adonis lived , sun and sharp air Lurk'd like two thieves to rob him of his fair ; " And ...
... wind will ever strive to kiss you : Having no fair to lose , you need not fear ; The sun doth scorn you , and the wind doth hiss you : But when Adonis lived , sun and sharp air Lurk'd like two thieves to rob him of his fair ; " And ...
Strana 149
... wind wars with his torch , to make him stay , And blows the smoke of it into his face , Extinguishing his conduct in this case ; But his hot heart , which fond desire doth scorch , Puffs forth another wind that fires the torch ; And ...
... wind wars with his torch , to make him stay , And blows the smoke of it into his face , Extinguishing his conduct in this case ; But his hot heart , which fond desire doth scorch , Puffs forth another wind that fires the torch ; And ...
Strana 339
... wind , applied to corn in the field . Loof , or luff , to bring the ship close to the wind . Lop , the branches cut off from trees for firewood . Lot , a prize ; lottery , an allotment . Love - in - idleness , a flower . Low - crooked ...
... wind , applied to corn in the field . Loof , or luff , to bring the ship close to the wind . Lop , the branches cut off from trees for firewood . Lot , a prize ; lottery , an allotment . Love - in - idleness , a flower . Low - crooked ...
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Adonis art thou Banquo bear beauty beauty's behold birds blood breast breath 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 honour hour king kiss LADY MACBETH light lips live look lord love's Lucrece lust Macb Macd Macduff Mach mayst mind murder never night numbers o'er pale pity poison'd poor praise Priam quoth RAPE OF LUCRECE Rosse seem'd Sextus Tarquinius shalt shame sighs sight SIWARD sleep sorrow soul speak swear sweet Tarquin tears Tereu thane of Cawdor 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