Poems Written by ShakespearJ. Bell & C. Etherington, 1774 - 246 páginas |
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... bear , or lion proud ; Because the cry remaineth in one place , Where fearfully the dogs exclaim aloud : Finding their enemy to be fo curft , They all strain curt'fy who shall cope him first . This difmal cry rings fadly in her ear ...
... bear , or lion proud ; Because the cry remaineth in one place , Where fearfully the dogs exclaim aloud : Finding their enemy to be fo curft , They all strain curt'fy who shall cope him first . This difmal cry rings fadly in her ear ...
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... bear her : Tofhun this blot , fhe wou'd not blot the letter With words , till action might become them better . To fee fad fights , moves more than hear them told ; For then the eye interprets to the ear The heavy motion that it doth ...
... bear her : Tofhun this blot , fhe wou'd not blot the letter With words , till action might become them better . To fee fad fights , moves more than hear them told ; For then the eye interprets to the ear The heavy motion that it doth ...
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... bear amifs The fecond burden of a former child ? O ! that record could with a backward look , Ev'n of five hundred courfes of the fun ; Show me your image in fome antique book , Since mine at first in character was done ! That I might ...
... bear amifs The fecond burden of a former child ? O ! that record could with a backward look , Ev'n of five hundred courfes of the fun ; Show me your image in fome antique book , Since mine at first in character was done ! That I might ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
Adonis againſt beauty Becauſe beft behold blood breaſt breath cheeks Colatine dead dear death defire doft doth excufe eyes face faid fair falfe fame fear feek feem feen fhadow fhall fhame fhew fhould fighs fight filly fince fing fire firſt flain fleep fome forrow foul fpring ftand ftill ftrong fuch fweet grace grief hath heart heaven herſelf himſelf honour huſband kifs laft lefs lips live looks love's Lucrece luft Menelaus moft moſt mufe muft muſt myſelf never night paffion pleaſe pleaſure poor praife praiſe prefent Priam quoth fhe reafon ſay Shakespeare ſhall ſhame ſhe ſhow ſkill ſpeak ſtand ſtate ſtay ſtill ſweet Tarquin tears thee thefe themſelves theſe thine thing thofe thoſe thou art thought thouſand thro thyfelf tongue treaſure true unto uſe weep Whilft whofe Whoſe wife wound yourſelf youth