The Plays and Poems of Shakespeare, Volumul 15F.M. Lupton Publishing Company, 1899 |
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Pagina 47
... dost thou mean , To stifle beauty , and to steal his breath ; Who , when he lived , his breath and beauty set Gloss on the rose , smell to the violet ? If he be dead ; -O , no ; it cannot be , Seeing his beauty , thou shouldst strike at ...
... dost thou mean , To stifle beauty , and to steal his breath ; Who , when he lived , his breath and beauty set Gloss on the rose , smell to the violet ? If he be dead ; -O , no ; it cannot be , Seeing his beauty , thou shouldst strike at ...
Pagina 149
... dost thou use So great a sum of sums , yet canst not live ? For having traffic with thyself alone , Thou of thyself thy sweet self dost deceive : Then how , when Nature calls thee to be gone , What acceptable audit canst thou leave ...
... dost thou use So great a sum of sums , yet canst not live ? For having traffic with thyself alone , Thou of thyself thy sweet self dost deceive : Then how , when Nature calls thee to be gone , What acceptable audit canst thou leave ...
Pagina 195
... dost but mend the sty And arts with thy sweet graces graced be : But thou art all my art , and dost advance As high as learning my rude ignorance . LXXIX . Whilst I alone did call upon thy aid , My verse alone had all thy gentle grace ...
... dost but mend the sty And arts with thy sweet graces graced be : But thou art all my art , and dost advance As high as learning my rude ignorance . LXXIX . Whilst I alone did call upon thy aid , My verse alone had all thy gentle grace ...
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Adonis bear beauteous beauty's behold blood blushing boar breast breath brow cheeks Collatine dead dear death deeds delight desire dost thou doth face fair fair lords falchion false fault fear fire flower forsworn foul gainst gentle give grace grief groans hand hast hate hath hear heart heaven honor kiss leave lend light lips live looks love's love's fire Love's Labor's Lost LOVER'S COMPLAINT Lucrece lust mayst mind Muse ne'er never night numbers o'er pale PASSIONATE PILGRIM pity poison'd poor praise Priam pride proud quoth RAPE OF LUCRECE seem'd shadow shame sighs sight Sonnet sorrow soul swear Tarquin tears thee thence thine eyes thing thou art thou dost thou shalt thou wilt thought thy love thy sweet thyself Time's tongue true truth unto VENUS AND ADONIS weary weep wherein wind words wound youth