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O sacred receptacle of my joys , Sweet cell of virtue and nobility , How many sons hast thou of mine in store , That thou wilt never render to me more ! Luc . Give us the proudest prisoner of the Goths Act I. Sc . i . THE TRAGEDY OF.
O sacred receptacle of my joys , Sweet cell of virtue and nobility , How many sons hast thou of mine in store , That thou wilt never render to me more ! Luc . Give us the proudest prisoner of the Goths Act I. Sc . i . THE TRAGEDY OF.
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Luc . My lord , you are unjust ; and , more than so , In wrongful quarrel you have slain your son . Tit . Nor thou , nor he , are any sons of mine ; My sons would never so dishonour me : Traitor , TITUS ANDRONICUS Act I. Sc . i .
Luc . My lord , you are unjust ; and , more than so , In wrongful quarrel you have slain your son . Tit . Nor thou , nor he , are any sons of mine ; My sons would never so dishonour me : Traitor , TITUS ANDRONICUS Act I. Sc . i .
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My sons would never so dishonour me : Traitor , restore Lavinia to the emperor . Luc . Dead , if you will ; but not to be his wife , That is another's lawful promised love . [ Exit . Sat. No , Titus , no ; the emperor needs her not ...
My sons would never so dishonour me : Traitor , restore Lavinia to the emperor . Luc . Dead , if you will ; but not to be his wife , That is another's lawful promised love . [ Exit . Sat. No , Titus , no ; the emperor needs her not ...
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[ Exeunt . 20 Scene III . A lonely part of the forest . Enter Aaron , with a bag of gold . Aar . He that had wit would think that I had none , To bury so much gold under a tree , And never after to inherit it .
[ Exeunt . 20 Scene III . A lonely part of the forest . Enter Aaron , with a bag of gold . Aar . He that had wit would think that I had none , To bury so much gold under a tree , And never after to inherit it .
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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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Andronicus Antony Apem bear better blood bring brother Brutus Cæsar Casca Cassius cause comes conj dead dear death deed dost doth emperor Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fall father fear Folios follow fool fortune friends give gods gold gone grief hand hath head hear heart heaven hold honour I'll Juliet keep lady Lavinia leave live look lord Lucius Marc Marcus Mark means nature never night noble Nurse play Poet poor present Quartos Roman Rome Romeo Scene Senators Serv Shakespeare sons speak stand stay sweet sword tears tell thee thing Third thou thou art thou hast Timon Titus true turn wrong young
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| Título | The Works of Shakespeare, Volumen9 Larger Temple Shakespeare The Works of Shakespeare, William Shakespeare |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | Israel Gollancz |
| Editor | J. M. Dent & Company, 1907 |
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