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... loving followers , Plead my successive title with your swords : I am his first - born son , that was the last That ware the imperial diadem of Rome ; Then let my father's honours live in me , Nor wrong mine age with this indignity .
... loving followers , Plead my successive title with your swords : I am his first - born son , that was the last That ware the imperial diadem of Rome ; Then let my father's honours live in me , Nor wrong mine age with this indignity .
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See , lord and father , how we have perform'd Our Roman rites : Alarbus ' limbs are lopp'd , And entrails feed the sacrificing fire , Whose smoke , like incense , doth perfume the sky . Remaineth nought but to inter our brethren ...
See , lord and father , how we have perform'd Our Roman rites : Alarbus ' limbs are lopp'd , And entrails feed the sacrificing fire , Whose smoke , like incense , doth perfume the sky . Remaineth nought but to inter our brethren ...
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In peace and honour live Lord Titus long ; My noble lord and father , live in fame ! Lo , at this tomb my tributary tears I render , for my brethren's obsequies ; And at thy feet I kneel , with tears of joy Shed on the earth , for thy ...
In peace and honour live Lord Titus long ; My noble lord and father , live in fame ! Lo , at this tomb my tributary tears I render , for my brethren's obsequies ; And at thy feet I kneel , with tears of joy Shed on the earth , for thy ...
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Thanks , noble Titus , father of my life ! How proud I am of thee and of thy gifts , Rome shall record ; and when I do forget The least of these unspeakable deserts , Romans , forget your fealty to me . 250 Tit .
Thanks , noble Titus , father of my life ! How proud I am of thee and of thy gifts , Rome shall record ; and when I do forget The least of these unspeakable deserts , Romans , forget your fealty to me . 250 Tit .
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Father , and in that name doth nature speak , - Tit . Speak thou no more , if all the rest will speed . Marc . Renowned Titus , more than half my soul , --- Luc . Dear father , soul and substance of us all , - Marc .
Father , and in that name doth nature speak , - Tit . Speak thou no more , if all the rest will speed . Marc . Renowned Titus , more than half my soul , --- Luc . Dear father , soul and substance of us all , - Marc .
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