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And here , in sight of heaven , to Rome I swear , If Saturnine advance the Queen of Goths , 330 She will a handmaid be to his desires , A loving nurse , a mother to his youth . Sat. Ascend , fair queen , Pantheon .
And here , in sight of heaven , to Rome I swear , If Saturnine advance the Queen of Goths , 330 She will a handmaid be to his desires , A loving nurse , a mother to his youth . Sat. Ascend , fair queen , Pantheon .
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We do ; and vow to heaven , and to his highness , That what we did was mildly as we might , 460 Tendering our sister's honour and our own . Marc . 9 B. TITUS ANDRONICUS Act I. Sc . i . a ...
We do ; and vow to heaven , and to his highness , That what we did was mildly as we might , 460 Tendering our sister's honour and our own . Marc . 9 B. TITUS ANDRONICUS Act I. Sc . i . a ...
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... of eyes and ears : The woods are ruthless , dreadful , deaf and dull ; There speak , and strike , brave boys , and take your turns ; There serve your lust , shadow'd from heaven's eye , And revel in Lavinia's treasury . 131 Chi .
... of eyes and ears : The woods are ruthless , dreadful , deaf and dull ; There speak , and strike , brave boys , and take your turns ; There serve your lust , shadow'd from heaven's eye , And revel in Lavinia's treasury . 131 Chi .
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Hark , Tamora , the empress of my soul , 40 Which never hopes more heaven than rests in thee , This is the day of doom for Bassianus : His Philomel must lose her tongue to - day , Thy sons make pillage of her chastity , And wash their ...
Hark , Tamora , the empress of my soul , 40 Which never hopes more heaven than rests in thee , This is the day of doom for Bassianus : His Philomel must lose her tongue to - day , Thy sons make pillage of her chastity , And wash their ...
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By heaven , it shall not go ! Tit . Sirs , strive no more : such wither'd herbs as these Are meet for plucking up , and therefore mine . Luc . Sweet father , if I shall be thought thy son , 180 redeem my brothers both from death .
By heaven , it shall not go ! Tit . Sirs , strive no more : such wither'd herbs as these Are meet for plucking up , and therefore mine . Luc . Sweet father , if I shall be thought thy son , 180 redeem my brothers both from death .
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