The Plays of William Shakspeare, Том 7 |
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Perfumes the chamber thus : The flame o'the taper Bows toward her ; and would under - peep her lids , To see the enclosed lights , now canopied Under these windows : White and azure , lac'd With blue of heaven's own tinct.2 - But my ...
Perfumes the chamber thus : The flame o'the taper Bows toward her ; and would under - peep her lids , To see the enclosed lights , now canopied Under these windows : White and azure , lac'd With blue of heaven's own tinct.2 - But my ...
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Chickens , the way which they stoop'd eagles ; slaves , The strides they victors made : and now our cowards ( Like fragments in hard voyages , ) became The life o'the need ; having found the back - door open Of the unguarded hearts ...
Chickens , the way which they stoop'd eagles ; slaves , The strides they victors made : and now our cowards ( Like fragments in hard voyages , ) became The life o'the need ; having found the back - door open Of the unguarded hearts ...
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Thou , king , send out For torturers ingenious : it is I That all the abhorred things o'the earth amend , By being worse than they . I am Posthumus , That kill'd thy daughter : -villain - like , I lie ; That caus'd a lesser villain than ...
Thou , king , send out For torturers ingenious : it is I That all the abhorred things o'the earth amend , By being worse than they . I am Posthumus , That kill'd thy daughter : -villain - like , I lie ; That caus'd a lesser villain than ...
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