Poems Written by ShakespearJ. Bell & C. Etherington, 1774 - 246 páginas |
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... mind the while , And from her tongue , can lurk , from cannot took : It cannot be , fhe in that fenfe forfook , And turn'd it thus ; it cannot be I find , But fuch a face should bear a wicked mind . For e'en as fubtle Sinan here is ...
... mind the while , And from her tongue , can lurk , from cannot took : It cannot be , fhe in that fenfe forfook , And turn'd it thus ; it cannot be I find , But fuch a face should bear a wicked mind . For e'en as fubtle Sinan here is ...
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... mind thus maketh mine untrue . Or whether doth my mind , being crown'd with you , Drink up the monarch's plague , this flattery ? Or whether shall I fay mine eye faith true , And that your love taught it this alchymy ? To make of ...
... mind thus maketh mine untrue . Or whether doth my mind , being crown'd with you , Drink up the monarch's plague , this flattery ? Or whether shall I fay mine eye faith true , And that your love taught it this alchymy ? To make of ...
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... mind's imprint will bear , And of this book this learning may'st thou taste . The wrinkles , which thy glafs will show , Of mouthed graves will give the memory : Thou by thy dial's fhady ftealth may'ft know Time's thievih progrefs to ...
... mind's imprint will bear , And of this book this learning may'st thou taste . The wrinkles , which thy glafs will show , Of mouthed graves will give the memory : Thou by thy dial's fhady ftealth may'ft know Time's thievih progrefs to ...
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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