The Plays of William Shakspeare, Volume 7 |
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O , coward , that I am , to live so long , To see my best friend ta'en before my face ! Enter Pindarus . Come hither , sirrah : In Parthia did I take thee prisoner : And then I swore thee , saving of thy life , That whatsoever I did bid ...
O , coward , that I am , to live so long , To see my best friend ta'en before my face ! Enter Pindarus . Come hither , sirrah : In Parthia did I take thee prisoner : And then I swore thee , saving of thy life , That whatsoever I did bid ...
Page 348
Ah , now thou turn'st away thy face for shame ! And , notwithstanding all this loss of blood , - As from a conduit with three issuing spouts , Yet do thy cheeks look red as Titan's face , Blushing to be encounter'd with a cloud .
Ah , now thou turn'st away thy face for shame ! And , notwithstanding all this loss of blood , - As from a conduit with three issuing spouts , Yet do thy cheeks look red as Titan's face , Blushing to be encounter'd with a cloud .
Page 355
Let fools do good , and fair men call for grace , Aaron will have his soul black like his face . ( Éxit . Tit . O , here I lift this one hand up to heaven , And bow this feeble ruin to the earth : If any power pities wretched tears ...
Let fools do good , and fair men call for grace , Aaron will have his soul black like his face . ( Éxit . Tit . O , here I lift this one hand up to heaven , And bow this feeble ruin to the earth : If any power pities wretched tears ...
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