The Works of Shakespeare in Seven Volumes, 7 tomasA. Bettesworth and C. Hitch, 1733 |
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... eyes , her hair , her cheek , her gate , her voice ; Handleft in thy discourse- -O that ! her hand ! ( In whofe comparifon , all whites are ink Writing their own reproach ) to whose soft seizure The cignet's down is harfh , and spirit ...
... eyes , her hair , her cheek , her gate , her voice ; Handleft in thy discourse- -O that ! her hand ! ( In whofe comparifon , all whites are ink Writing their own reproach ) to whose soft seizure The cignet's down is harfh , and spirit ...
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... eyes ; did her eyes run o'er too ? Pan . And Hector laught . Cre . At what was all this laughing ? Pan . Marry , at the white hair that Helen spied on Troilus's chin . Cre . An't had been a green hair , I fhould have laught too . Pan ...
... eyes ; did her eyes run o'er too ? Pan . And Hector laught . Cre . At what was all this laughing ? Pan . Marry , at the white hair that Helen spied on Troilus's chin . Cre . An't had been a green hair , I fhould have laught too . Pan ...
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... eyes of Troilus . Ne'er look , ne'er look ; the eagles are gone ; crows and daws , crows and daws . I had rather be fuch a man as Troilus , than Agamemnon and all Greece . Cre . There is among the Greeks Achilles , a better man than ...
... eyes of Troilus . Ne'er look , ne'er look ; the eagles are gone ; crows and daws , crows and daws . I had rather be fuch a man as Troilus , than Agamemnon and all Greece . Cre . There is among the Greeks Achilles , a better man than ...
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... eyes appear . [ Exit . SCENE changes to Agamemnon's Tent in the Grecian Camp . Trumpets . Enter Agamemnon , Neftor , Ulyffes , Dio- medes , Menelaus , with others . Agam . PRINCES , What grief hath fet the jaundice on your cheeks ? The ...
... eyes appear . [ Exit . SCENE changes to Agamemnon's Tent in the Grecian Camp . Trumpets . Enter Agamemnon , Neftor , Ulyffes , Dio- medes , Menelaus , with others . Agam . PRINCES , What grief hath fet the jaundice on your cheeks ? The ...
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... eyes of other mortals ? Aga . How ? Ene . I ask , that I might waken Reverence , And bid the cheek be ready with a blush Modeft as morning , when the coldly eyes The youthful Phabus : Which is that God in office , guiding men ? Which is ...
... eyes of other mortals ? Aga . How ? Ene . I ask , that I might waken Reverence , And bid the cheek be ready with a blush Modeft as morning , when the coldly eyes The youthful Phabus : Which is that God in office , guiding men ? Which is ...
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