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Page iii
... Those hours , that with gentle work did frame vi . Then let not winter's ragged hand deface VII . Lo , in the orient when the gracious light VIII . Mufic to hear , why hear'st thou music fadly IX . Is it for fear to wet a widow's eye ...
... Those hours , that with gentle work did frame vi . Then let not winter's ragged hand deface VII . Lo , in the orient when the gracious light VIII . Mufic to hear , why hear'st thou music fadly IX . Is it for fear to wet a widow's eye ...
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... those who are in favour with their stars XXVI . Lord of my love , to whom in vassalage XXVII . Weary with toil , I hafte me to my bed • PAGE • 24 • 25 26 27 • 28 . 29 XXVIII . How can I then return in happy plight | xxix . When , in ...
... those who are in favour with their stars XXVI . Lord of my love , to whom in vassalage XXVII . Weary with toil , I hafte me to my bed • PAGE • 24 • 25 26 27 • 28 . 29 XXVIII . How can I then return in happy plight | xxix . When , in ...
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... Those parts of thee that the world's eye doth view • • 69 • 70 • 71 • 72 · 73 · 74 75 76 LXX . That thou art blam'd shall not be thy defect LXXI . No longer mourn for me when I am dead LXXII . O , left the world should task you to ...
... Those parts of thee that the world's eye doth view • • 69 • 70 • 71 • 72 · 73 · 74 75 76 LXX . That thou art blam'd shall not be thy defect LXXI . No longer mourn for me when I am dead LXXII . O , left the world should task you to ...
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... Those lines that I before have writ do lie CXVI . Let me not to the marriage of true minds CXVII . Accuse me thus : that I have scanted all CXVIII . Like as , to make our appetites more keen CXIX . What potions have I drunk of Siren ...
... Those lines that I before have writ do lie CXVI . Let me not to the marriage of true minds CXVII . Accuse me thus : that I have scanted all CXVIII . Like as , to make our appetites more keen CXIX . What potions have I drunk of Siren ...
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... Those lips that Love's own hand did make CXLVI . Poor foul , the centre of my finful earth . CXLVII . My love is as a fever , longing ftill CXLVIII . me , what eyes hath Love put in my head CXLIX . Canft thou , O cruel ! fay I love thee ...
... Those lips that Love's own hand did make CXLVI . Poor foul , the centre of my finful earth . CXLVII . My love is as a fever , longing ftill CXLVIII . me , what eyes hath Love put in my head CXLIX . Canft thou , O cruel ! fay I love thee ...
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abfence againſt alſo Antony & Cleopatra beauty beauty's beſt bleſſed breaſt cloſe Compare Sonnet Cymbeline death defire doth Dyce fair falſe fame feems fhall fing firſt fome forrow foul ftill fuch fuggefts fummer Gentlemen of Verona glaſs hath heart himſelf itſelf King Henry laſt lines live look loſs love's Malone mayſt Meaſure Merchant of Venice miſtreſs moſt Muſe muſt myſelf night paffion paſt perfons pleaſe pleaſure poems poet praiſe preſent propoſes Quarto reaſon Romeo & Juliet roſe ſay ſecond ſee ſeem ſeen ſenſe ſhadow Shakſpere Shakſpere's ſhall ſhame ſhe ſhould ſhow ſkill ſome Sonnet 9 ſpeak ſpirit ſpoken ſtand ſtate ſtay Steevens ſtill ſtore ſtrange ſubject ſuch ſweet thee themſelves theſe thine eyes thoſe thou art thou doft thought thy fweet thyſelf Time's Timon of Athens treaſure truth uſe Venus & Adonis verfe verſe waſte Whilft whoſe yourſelf youth