The Plays of William Shakspeare, Volume 7 |
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This dream is all amiss interpreted ; It was a vision , fair and fortunate : Your statue spouting blood in many pipes , In which so many smiling Romans bath'd , Signifies that from you great Rome shall suck Reviving blood ; and that ...
This dream is all amiss interpreted ; It was a vision , fair and fortunate : Your statue spouting blood in many pipes , In which so many smiling Romans bath'd , Signifies that from you great Rome shall suck Reviving blood ; and that ...
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What subtle hole is this , Whose mouth is cover'd with rude - growing briars ; Upon whose leaves are drops of new - shed blood , As fresh as morning's dew distillid on flowers ? A very fatal place it seems to me :Speak , brother , hast ...
What subtle hole is this , Whose mouth is cover'd with rude - growing briars ; Upon whose leaves are drops of new - shed blood , As fresh as morning's dew distillid on flowers ? A very fatal place it seems to me :Speak , brother , hast ...
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This one hand yet is left to cut your throats ; Whilst that Lavinia ' tween her stumps doth hold The bason , that receives your guilty blood . You know , your mother means to feast with me , And calls herself , Revenge , and thinks me ...
This one hand yet is left to cut your throats ; Whilst that Lavinia ' tween her stumps doth hold The bason , that receives your guilty blood . You know , your mother means to feast with me , And calls herself , Revenge , and thinks me ...
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