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... fraught Returns with precious lading to the bay From whence at first she weigh'd her anchorage , Cometh Andronicus , bound with laurel boughs , To re - salute his country with his tears , Tears of true joy for his return to Rome .
... fraught Returns with precious lading to the bay From whence at first she weigh'd her anchorage , Cometh Andronicus , bound with laurel boughs , To re - salute his country with his tears , Tears of true joy for his return to Rome .
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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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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.
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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Rape , call you it , my lord , to seize my own , My true - betrothed love , and now my wife ? But let the laws of Rome determine all ; Meanwhile I am possess'd of that is mine . Sat. ' Tis good , sir : you are very short with us ...
Rape , call you it , my lord , to seize my own , My true - betrothed love , and now my wife ? But let the laws of Rome determine all ; Meanwhile I am possess'd of that is mine . Sat. ' Tis good , sir : you are very short with us ...
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Yet every mother breeds not sons alike : [ To Chiron ] Do thou entreat her show a woman pity . Chi . What , wouldst thou have me prove myself a bastard ? Lav . ' Tis true ; the raven doth not hatch a lark ...
Yet every mother breeds not sons alike : [ To Chiron ] Do thou entreat her show a woman pity . Chi . What , wouldst thou have me prove myself a bastard ? Lav . ' Tis true ; the raven doth not hatch a lark ...
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Andronicus Antony Apem bear better blood bring brother Brutus Cæsar Casca Cassius cause comes conj dead dear death 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 Tybalt wrong young
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| Titel | The Works of Shakespeare, Band 9 The Works of Shakespeare, William Shakespeare |
| Autor/in | William Shakespeare |
| Herausgeber | Israel Gollancz |
| Verlag | J. M. Dent & Company, 1907 |
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