The Plays and Poems of Shakespeare, Volumul 15F.M. Lupton Publishing Company, 1899 |
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Pagina 63
... worth of my untutored lines , makes it assured of acceptance . What I have done is yours , what I have to do is yours ; being part in all I have , devoted yours . Were my worth greater , my duty would show greater : mean- time , as it ...
... worth of my untutored lines , makes it assured of acceptance . What I have done is yours , what I have to do is yours ; being part in all I have , devoted yours . Were my worth greater , my duty would show greater : mean- time , as it ...
Pagina 192
... being dead ; The coward conquest of a wretch's knife , loo base of thee to be remembered . The worth of that , is that which it contains And that is this , and this with thee remains . LXXV . So are you to my thoughts , as 132 SONNETS .
... being dead ; The coward conquest of a wretch's knife , loo base of thee to be remembered . The worth of that , is that which it contains And that is this , and this with thee remains . LXXV . So are you to my thoughts , as 132 SONNETS .
Pagina 198
... worth , what worth in you doth grow . This silence for my sin you did impute , Which shall be most my glory , being dumb ; For I impair not beauty being mute , When others would give life , and bring a tomb . There lives more life in ...
... worth , what worth in you doth grow . This silence for my sin you did impute , Which shall be most my glory , being dumb ; For I impair not beauty being mute , When others would give life , and bring a tomb . There lives more life in ...
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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