The Plays and Poems of Shakespeare, Volumul 15F.M. Lupton Publishing Company, 1899 |
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Pagina 23
... hath made mine hard . ' For shame , ' he cries : let go , and let me go : My day's delight is past , my horse is ... hath bounds , but deep desire hath none ; Therefore no marvel though thy horse be gone . ' Thy heart wounded as mine is ...
... hath made mine hard . ' For shame , ' he cries : let go , and let me go : My day's delight is past , my horse is ... hath bounds , but deep desire hath none ; Therefore no marvel though thy horse be gone . ' Thy heart wounded as mine is ...
Pagina 33
... hath assay'd as much as may be proved ; Her pleading hath deserved a greater fee ; She's Love , she loves , and yet she is not loved . · Fie , fie ! ' he says : you crush me ; let me go : You have no reason to withhold me so . ' • Thou ...
... hath assay'd as much as may be proved ; Her pleading hath deserved a greater fee ; She's Love , she loves , and yet she is not loved . · Fie , fie ! ' he says : you crush me ; let me go : You have no reason to withhold me so . ' • Thou ...
Pagina 94
... hath seised his prey , the poor lamb cries , Till with her own white fleece her voice conticll'd Entombs her outcry ... hath lost a dearer thing than life , And he hath won what he would lose again . This forced .eague doth force a ...
... hath seised his prey , the poor lamb cries , Till with her own white fleece her voice conticll'd Entombs her outcry ... hath lost a dearer thing than life , And he hath won what he would lose again . This forced .eague doth force a ...
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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