The Beauties of Shakespeare, Volume 1T. Y. Crowell, 1984 |
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William Shakespeare. TRUE LOVE EVER CROSSED . For aught that I could ever read , Could ever hear by tale or history , The course of true love never did run smooth ; But , either it was different in blood , Or else misgraffed in respect ...
William Shakespeare. TRUE LOVE EVER CROSSED . For aught that I could ever read , Could ever hear by tale or history , The course of true love never did run smooth ; But , either it was different in blood , Or else misgraffed in respect ...
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... TRUE LOVE . Come hither , boy : if ever thou shalt love , In the sweet pangs of it remember me ; For , such as I am all true lovers are , Unstaid and skittish in all motions else , Save in the constant image of the creature That is ...
... TRUE LOVE . Come hither , boy : if ever thou shalt love , In the sweet pangs of it remember me ; For , such as I am all true lovers are , Unstaid and skittish in all motions else , Save in the constant image of the creature That is ...
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... true Did share it . Not a flower , not a flower sweet , On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend , not a friend greet My poor corpse , where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save , Lay me , O , where ...
... true Did share it . Not a flower , not a flower sweet , On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend , not a friend greet My poor corpse , where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save , Lay me , O , where ...
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