The Beauties of Shakespeare, Volume 1T. Y. Crowell, 1984 |
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Page 160
... shame , This murder had not come into my mind : · Hadst thou but shook thy head or made a pause When I spake darkly what I purposed , Or turn'd an eye of doubt upon my face , As bid me tell my tale in express words , Deep shame had ...
... shame , This murder had not come into my mind : · Hadst thou but shook thy head or made a pause When I spake darkly what I purposed , Or turn'd an eye of doubt upon my face , As bid me tell my tale in express words , Deep shame had ...
Page 167
... shame , With inky blots and rotten parchment bonds : That England , that was wont to conquer others , Hath made a shameful conquest of itself . GRIEF . Each substance of a grief hath twenty shadows , Which shows like grief itself , but ...
... shame , With inky blots and rotten parchment bonds : That England , that was wont to conquer others , Hath made a shameful conquest of itself . GRIEF . Each substance of a grief hath twenty shadows , Which shows like grief itself , but ...
Page 239
... shame , ' with papers on my back , And follow'd with a rabble that rejoice To see my tears and hear my deep - fet2 groans . The ruthless flint doth cut my tender feet , And when I start , the envious people laugh And bid me advised how ...
... shame , ' with papers on my back , And follow'd with a rabble that rejoice To see my tears and hear my deep - fet2 groans . The ruthless flint doth cut my tender feet , And when I start , the envious people laugh And bid me advised how ...
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