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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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Andronicus , stain not thy tomb with blood . Wilt thou draw near the nature of the gods ? Draw near them then in being merciful : Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge : Thrice - noble Titus , spare my first - born son ...
Andronicus , stain not thy tomb with blood . Wilt thou draw near the nature of the gods ? Draw near them then in being merciful : Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge : Thrice - noble Titus , spare my first - born son ...
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270 Lav . Noi I , my lord ; sith true nobility Warrants these words in princely courtesy . Sat. Thanks , sweet Lavinia . Romans , let us go : Ransomless here we set our prisoners free : Proclaim our Act I. Sc . i . THE TRAGEDY OF.
270 Lav . Noi I , my lord ; sith true nobility Warrants these words in princely courtesy . Sat. Thanks , sweet Lavinia . Romans , let us go : Ransomless here we set our prisoners free : Proclaim our Act I. Sc . i . THE TRAGEDY OF.
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There lie thy bones , sweet Mutius , with thy friends , Till we with trophies do adorn thy tomb . All . [ Kneeling ] No man shed tears for noble Mutius ; He lives in fame that died in virtue's cause . 390 Marc .
There lie thy bones , sweet Mutius , with thy friends , Till we with trophies do adorn thy tomb . All . [ Kneeling ] No man shed tears for noble Mutius ; He lives in fame that died in virtue's cause . 390 Marc .
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My worthy lord , if ever Tamora Were gracious in those princely eyes of thine , Then hear me speak indifferently for all ; 430 And at my suit , sweet , pardon what is past . Sat. What , madam ! be dishonour'd openly , And basely put it ...
My worthy lord , if ever Tamora Were gracious in those princely eyes of thine , Then hear me speak indifferently for all ; 430 And at my suit , sweet , pardon what is past . Sat. What , madam ! be dishonour'd openly , And basely put it ...
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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 The Works of Shakespeare, William Shakespeare The larger Temple Shakespeare |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | Israel Gollancz |
| Editor | J. M. Dent & Company, 1907 |
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