Poems Written by ShakespearJ. Bell & C. Etherington, 1774 - 246 páginas |
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... kiss . Rich preys make rich men thieves , fo do thy lips Make modeft Dian cloudy and forlorn , Left she should steal a kiss , and die forfworn . Now of this dark night I perceive the reafon , Cynthia for fhame obfcures her filver shrine ...
... kiss . Rich preys make rich men thieves , fo do thy lips Make modeft Dian cloudy and forlorn , Left she should steal a kiss , and die forfworn . Now of this dark night I perceive the reafon , Cynthia for fhame obfcures her filver shrine ...
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... kiss you : Having no fair to lofe , you need not fear ; The fun doth fcorn you , and the wind doth hifs you . But when Adonis liv'd , fun and fharp air Lurk'd like two thieves , to rob him of his fair . And therefore wou'd he put his ...
... kiss you : Having no fair to lofe , you need not fear ; The fun doth fcorn you , and the wind doth hifs you . But when Adonis liv'd , fun and fharp air Lurk'd like two thieves , to rob him of his fair . And therefore wou'd he put his ...
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... kiss my sweet love's flower . Thus weary of the world , away fhe hies , And yokes her filver doves , by whofe fwift aid , Their mistress mounted , thro ' the empty skies In her light chariot quickly is convey'd ; Holding their courfe to ...
... kiss my sweet love's flower . Thus weary of the world , away fhe hies , And yokes her filver doves , by whofe fwift aid , Their mistress mounted , thro ' the empty skies In her light chariot quickly is convey'd ; Holding their courfe to ...
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