PoetryVicesimus Knox S. Walker, 1825 |
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... hold , hold , And you , my sinews , grow not instant old , But bear me stiffly up ! Remember thee ? O what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is it not monstrous , that this player here , But in a fiction , in a dream of passion , Could ...
... hold , hold , And you , my sinews , grow not instant old , But bear me stiffly up ! Remember thee ? O what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is it not monstrous , that this player here , But in a fiction , in a dream of passion , Could ...
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... Hold ! hold ! " . makes ; Macbeth's Irresolution . If it were done when ' tis done , then ' twere well It were done quickly if the assassination Could trammel up the consequence , and catch , With his surcease , success ; that but this ...
... Hold ! hold ! " . makes ; Macbeth's Irresolution . If it were done when ' tis done , then ' twere well It were done quickly if the assassination Could trammel up the consequence , and catch , With his surcease , success ; that but this ...
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... hold thy motions in the sphere of duty , Acceptance might be found . Gus . Imperial spoiler ! Nor paus'd at peril - but , humanely brave , Fought on your side against such fearful odds . Have you yet learnt of him whom we should thank ...
... hold thy motions in the sphere of duty , Acceptance might be found . Gus . Imperial spoiler ! Nor paus'd at peril - but , humanely brave , Fought on your side against such fearful odds . Have you yet learnt of him whom we should thank ...
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LOVES LABOUR LOST | 7 |
THE MERCHANT OF VENICE | 13 |
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