And whether that my angel be turn'd fiend Suspect I may, yet not directly tell; But being both from me, both to each friend, I guess one angel in another's hell. Yet this shall I ne'er know, but live in doubt, Till my bad angel fire my good one out. A Complete Edition of the Poets of Great Britain..: Spenser. Shakespeare ... - Strana 662 1792 Úplné zobrazenie -
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