The Plays and Poems of Shakespeare, Volumul 15F.M. Lupton Publishing Company, 1899 |
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Pagina 23
... Give me my hand , ' saith he : why dost thou feel it ? ' Give me my heart , ' saith she , and thou shalt have it : O , give it me , lest thy hard heart do steel it , And being steel'd , soft sighs can never grave it : Then love's deep ...
... Give me my hand , ' saith he : why dost thou feel it ? ' Give me my heart , ' saith she , and thou shalt have it : O , give it me , lest thy hard heart do steel it , And being steel'd , soft sighs can never grave it : Then love's deep ...
Pagina 133
... give redress . ' Three times with sighs she gives her sorrow fire , Ere once she can discharge one word of woe : At length , address'd ' to answer his desire , She modestly prepares to let them know Her honor is ta'en prisoner by the ...
... give redress . ' Three times with sighs she gives her sorrow fire , Ere once she can discharge one word of woe : At length , address'd ' to answer his desire , She modestly prepares to let them know Her honor is ta'en prisoner by the ...
Pagina 195
... give another place . I grant , sweet love , thy lovely argument Deserves the travail of a worthier pen ; Yet what of thee thy poet doth invent , He robs thee of , and pays it thee again . He lends thee virtue , and he stole that word ...
... give another place . I grant , sweet love , thy lovely argument Deserves the travail of a worthier pen ; Yet what of thee thy poet doth invent , He robs thee of , and pays it thee again . He lends thee virtue , and he stole that word ...
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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