The Plays and Poems of Shakespeare, Volumul 15F.M. Lupton Publishing Company, 1899 |
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Pagina 52
... wound that the boar had trench'd 1 In his soft flank ; whose wonted lily white With purple tears , that his wound wept , was drench'd : No flower was nigh , no grass , herb , leaf , or weed , But stole his blood , and seem'd with him to ...
... wound that the boar had trench'd 1 In his soft flank ; whose wonted lily white With purple tears , that his wound wept , was drench'd : No flower was nigh , no grass , herb , leaf , or weed , But stole his blood , and seem'd with him to ...
Pagina 138
... wound me . ' Even here she sheathed in her harmless breast A harmful knife , that thence her soul unsheathed · That ... wounds doth fly Life's lasting date from cancell'd destiny . Stone - still , astonish'd with this deadly deed , Stood ...
... wound me . ' Even here she sheathed in her harmless breast A harmful knife , that thence her soul unsheathed · That ... wounds doth fly Life's lasting date from cancell'd destiny . Stone - still , astonish'd with this deadly deed , Stood ...
Pagina 231
... Wound me not with thine eye . but with thy tongue ; Use power with power , and slay me not by art . Tell me , thou lovest elsewhere ; but in my sight , Dear heart , forbear to glance thine eye aside . What need'st thou wound with ...
... Wound me not with thine eye . but with thy tongue ; Use power with power , and slay me not by art . Tell me , thou lovest elsewhere ; but in my sight , Dear heart , forbear to glance thine eye aside . What need'st thou wound with ...
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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