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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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Andronicus , stain not thy tomb with blood . Wilt thou draw near the nature of the gods ? Draw near them then in being merciful : Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge : Thrice - noble Titus , spare my first - born son .
Andronicus , stain not thy tomb with blood . Wilt thou draw near the nature of the gods ? Draw near them then in being merciful : Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge : Thrice - noble Titus , spare my first - born son .
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Lav . Not I , my lord ; sith true nobility Warrants these words in princely courtesy . Sat. Thanks , sweet Lavinia . Romans , let us go : 270 Ransomless here we set our prisoners free : Proclaim our Act I. Sc . i . THE TRAGEDY OF.
Lav . Not I , my lord ; sith true nobility Warrants these words in princely courtesy . Sat. Thanks , sweet Lavinia . Romans , let us go : 270 Ransomless here we set our prisoners free : Proclaim our Act I. Sc . i . THE TRAGEDY OF.
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There lie thy bones , sweet Mutius , with thy friends , Till we with trophies do adorn thy tomb . All . [ Kneeling ] No man shed tears for noble Mutius ; He lives in fame that died in virtue's cause . Marc .
There lie thy bones , sweet Mutius , with thy friends , Till we with trophies do adorn thy tomb . All . [ Kneeling ] No man shed tears for noble Mutius ; He lives in fame that died in virtue's cause . Marc .
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My worthy lord , if ever Tamora Were gracious in those princely eyes of thine , Then hear me speak indifferently for all ; And at my suit , sweet , pardon what is past . Sat. What , madam ! be dishonour'd openly , And basely put it up ...
My worthy lord , if ever Tamora Were gracious in those princely eyes of thine , Then hear me speak indifferently for all ; And at my suit , sweet , pardon what is past . Sat. What , madam ! be dishonour'd openly , And basely put it up ...
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| Title | The Works of Shakespeare, Volume 9 Larger Temple Shakespeare The Works of Shakespeare, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | Israel Gollancz |
| Publisher | J. M. Dent & Company, 1907 |
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