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O sacred receptacle of my joys , Sweet cell of virtue and nobility , How many sons hast thou of mine in store , That thou wilt never render to me more ! 90 Luc . Give us the proudest prisoner of the Goths Act I. Sc . i . THE TRAGEDY OF.
O sacred receptacle of my joys , Sweet cell of virtue and nobility , How many sons hast thou of mine in store , That thou wilt never render to me more ! 90 Luc . Give us the proudest prisoner of the Goths Act I. Sc . i . THE TRAGEDY OF.
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Luc . My lord , you are unjust ; and , more than so , In wrongful quarrel you have slain your son . Tit . Nor thou , nor he , are any sons of mine ; My sons would never so dishonour me : Traitor , TITUS ANDRONICUS Act I. Sc . i .
Luc . My lord , you are unjust ; and , more than so , In wrongful quarrel you have slain your son . Tit . Nor thou , nor he , are any sons of mine ; My sons would never so dishonour me : Traitor , TITUS ANDRONICUS Act I. Sc . i .
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My sons would never so dishonour me : Traitor , restore Lavinia to the emperor . Luc . Dead , if you will ; but not to be his wife , That is another's lawful promised love . Sat. No , Titus , no ; the emperor needs her not , Nor her ...
My sons would never so dishonour me : Traitor , restore Lavinia to the emperor . Luc . Dead , if you will ; but not to be his wife , That is another's lawful promised love . Sat. No , Titus , no ; the emperor needs her not , Nor her ...
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[ Exeunt . Scene III . A lonely part of the forest . Enter Aaron , with a bag of gold . Aar . He that had wit would think that I had none , To bury so much gold under a tree , And never after to inherit it . Let him that thinks of me so ...
[ Exeunt . Scene III . A lonely part of the forest . Enter Aaron , with a bag of gold . Aar . He that had wit would think that I had none , To bury so much gold under a tree , And never after to inherit it . Let him that thinks of me so ...
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40 Hark , Tamora , the empress of my soul , Which never hopes more heaven than rests in thee , This is the day of doom for Bassianus : His Philomel must lose her tongue to - day , Thy sons make pillage of her chastity , And wash their ...
40 Hark , Tamora , the empress of my soul , Which never hopes more heaven than rests in thee , This is the day of doom for Bassianus : His Philomel must lose her tongue to - day , Thy sons make pillage of her chastity , And wash their ...
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