The Poems of William Shakespeare: Comprehending Venus and Adonis, Tarquin and Lucrece, and Poems on Several Occasions |
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I leave it to your honourable survey , and your honour to your heart's content ,
which I wish may always answer your own wish , and the world's hopeful
expectation . Your honour's in all duty , WILL . SHAKESPEARE . VENUS AND
ADONIS .
I leave it to your honourable survey , and your honour to your heart's content ,
which I wish may always answer your own wish , and the world's hopeful
expectation . Your honour's in all duty , WILL . SHAKESPEARE . VENUS AND
ADONIS .
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To'cide this title , is impannelled A quest of thoughts , all tenants to the heart ; And
by their verdict is determined The clear eye's moiety , and the dear heart's part ,
As thus : mine eyes ' due is their outward part , And my heart's right , their inward
...
To'cide this title , is impannelled A quest of thoughts , all tenants to the heart ; And
by their verdict is determined The clear eye's moiety , and the dear heart's part ,
As thus : mine eyes ' due is their outward part , And my heart's right , their inward
...
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Thou art tyrannous , so thou art , As those whose beauties proudly make them
cruel : For well thou know'st to my dear doating heart , Thou art the fairest , and
most precious jewel . Yet in good faith some say that thee behold , Thy face hath
not ...
Thou art tyrannous , so thou art , As those whose beauties proudly make them
cruel : For well thou know'st to my dear doating heart , Thou art the fairest , and
most precious jewel . Yet in good faith some say that thee behold , Thy face hath
not ...
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Prison my heart in thy steel bosom's ward , But then my friend's heart let my poor
heart bail ; Whoe'er keeps me , let my heart be his guard , Thou canst not then
use rigour in my jail . And yet thou wilt , for I being pent in thee , Perforce am thine
...
Prison my heart in thy steel bosom's ward , But then my friend's heart let my poor
heart bail ; Whoe'er keeps me , let my heart be his guard , Thou canst not then
use rigour in my jail . And yet thou wilt , for I being pent in thee , Perforce am thine
...
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HIS HEART WOUNDED BY HER EYE . Thou blind fool , Love , what dost thou to
mine eyes , That they behold , and see not what they see ? They know what
beauty is , see where it lies ; Yet what the best is , take the worst to be . If eyes
corrupt ...
HIS HEART WOUNDED BY HER EYE . Thou blind fool , Love , what dost thou to
mine eyes , That they behold , and see not what they see ? They know what
beauty is , see where it lies ; Yet what the best is , take the worst to be . If eyes
corrupt ...
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Стр. 115 - Be thou the tenth muse, ten times more in worth Than those old nine, which rhymers invocate ; And he that calls on thee, let him bring forth Eternal numbers to outlive long date. If my slight muse do please these curious days, The pain be mine, but thine shall be the praise.
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| Название | The Poems of William Shakespeare: Comprehending Venus and Adonis, Tarquin and Lucrece, and Poems on Several Occasions |
| Автор | William Shakespeare |
| Издание: | 2 |
| Издатель | Munroe, Francis and Parker, 1808 |
| Владелец оригинала: | Нью-Йоркская публичная библиотека |
| Оцифровано | 5 янв 2007 |
| Количество страниц | Всего страниц: 204 |
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