The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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... remains alive and dead ! These that furvive , let Rome reward with love ; Thefe that I bring unto their lateft home , With burial among their anseftors , Here Goths have given me leave to fheath my Titus 2 Here TITUS ANDRONICUS . 7.
... remains alive and dead ! These that furvive , let Rome reward with love ; Thefe that I bring unto their lateft home , With burial among their anseftors , Here Goths have given me leave to fheath my Titus 2 Here TITUS ANDRONICUS . 7.
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... thefe , our late deceafed Emperor's fons : Be Candidatus then , and put it on , And help to fet a head on headless Rome . Tit . A better head her glorious body fits , Than his that shakes for age and feebleness : What fhould I don this ...
... thefe , our late deceafed Emperor's fons : Be Candidatus then , and put it on , And help to fet a head on headless Rome . Tit . A better head her glorious body fits , Than his that shakes for age and feebleness : What fhould I don this ...
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... thefe ? Sat. But go thy ways ; go give that changing piece , To him that flourish'd for her with his fword ; A valiant fon - in - law thou fhalt enjoy : One fit to bandy with thy lawless fons , To ruffle in the commonwealth of Rome ...
... thefe ? Sat. But go thy ways ; go give that changing piece , To him that flourish'd for her with his fword ; A valiant fon - in - law thou fhalt enjoy : One fit to bandy with thy lawless fons , To ruffle in the commonwealth of Rome ...
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... thefe dreary dumps , How comes it that the fubtle Queen of Goths Is of a fudden thus advanc'd in Rome ? Tit . I know not , Marcus ; but I know it is : If by device or no , the heav'ns can tell : Is the not then beholden to the man ...
... thefe dreary dumps , How comes it that the fubtle Queen of Goths Is of a fudden thus advanc'd in Rome ? Tit . I know not , Marcus ; but I know it is : If by device or no , the heav'ns can tell : Is the not then beholden to the man ...
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... as thou , To ferve , and to deferve my mistress ' grace ; And that my fword upon thee fhall approve , And plead my paffion for Lavinia's love . Aar , Aar . Clubs , clubs ! thefe lovers will not TITUS ANDRONICUS . 19 ACT II. SCENE I. ...
... as thou , To ferve , and to deferve my mistress ' grace ; And that my fword upon thee fhall approve , And plead my paffion for Lavinia's love . Aar , Aar . Clubs , clubs ! thefe lovers will not TITUS ANDRONICUS . 19 ACT II. SCENE I. ...
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The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto ... William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1747 |
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