The Beauties of Shakespeare, Volume 1T. Y. Crowell, 1984 |
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... methinks he stands That every stride he makes upon my land Is dangerous treason : he is come to open The purple testament of bleeding war ; But ere the crown he looks for live in peace , Ten thousand bloody crowns of mothers ' sons ...
... methinks he stands That every stride he makes upon my land Is dangerous treason : he is come to open The purple testament of bleeding war ; But ere the crown he looks for live in peace , Ten thousand bloody crowns of mothers ' sons ...
Page 186
... methinks it were an easy leap , To pluck bright honour from the pale - faced moon , Or dive into the bottom of the deep , Where fathom - line could never touch the ground , And pluck up drowned honour by the locks ; So he , that doth ...
... methinks it were an easy leap , To pluck bright honour from the pale - faced moon , Or dive into the bottom of the deep , Where fathom - line could never touch the ground , And pluck up drowned honour by the locks ; So he , that doth ...
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William Shakespeare. And thou a prince , protector of this land , Methinks I should not thus be led along , Mail'd up in shame , ' with papers on my back , And follow'd with a rabble that rejoice To see my tears and hear my deep - fet2 ...
William Shakespeare. And thou a prince , protector of this land , Methinks I should not thus be led along , Mail'd up in shame , ' with papers on my back , And follow'd with a rabble that rejoice To see my tears and hear my deep - fet2 ...
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