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... speechless tongues and semblance pale , That without covering , save yon field of stars , Here they stand martyrs , slain in Cupid's wars ; And with dead cheeks advise thee to desist For going on death's net , whom none resist .
... speechless tongues and semblance pale , That without covering , save yon field of stars , Here they stand martyrs , slain in Cupid's wars ; And with dead cheeks advise thee to desist For going on death's net , whom none resist .
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Ant . As thou Wilt live , fly after : and like an arrow shot From a well - experienced archer hits the mark His eye doth level at , so thou ne'er return Unless thou say ' Prince Pericles is dead . ' Thal .
Ant . As thou Wilt live , fly after : and like an arrow shot From a well - experienced archer hits the mark His eye doth level at , so thou ne'er return Unless thou say ' Prince Pericles is dead . ' Thal .
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... And these our ships , you happily may think Are like the Trojan horse was stuff'd within With bloody veins , expecting overthrow , Are stored with corn to make your needy bread , And give them life whom hunger starved half dead .
... And these our ships , you happily may think Are like the Trojan horse was stuff'd within With bloody veins , expecting overthrow , Are stored with corn to make your needy bread , And give them life whom hunger starved half dead .
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... on : A man throng'd up with cold : my veins are chill , And have no more of life than may suffice To give my tongue that heat to ask your help ; Which if you shall refuse , when I am dead , For that I am a man , pray see me buried .
... on : A man throng'd up with cold : my veins are chill , And have no more of life than may suffice To give my tongue that heat to ask your help ; Which if you shall refuse , when I am dead , For that I am a man , pray see me buried .
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Thanks , fortune , yet , that , after all my crosses , Thou givest me somewhat to repair myself ; And though it was mine own , part of my heritage , Which my dead father did bequeath to me , With this strict charge , even as he left his ...
Thanks , fortune , yet , that , after all my crosses , Thou givest me somewhat to repair myself ; And though it was mine own , part of my heritage , Which my dead father did bequeath to me , With this strict charge , even as he left his ...
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Attendants bear better blood Boult bring brother Camillo comes court Cymbeline daughter dead death doth Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear Fish follow fortune Gent give gods gone grace hand hast hath hear heart heaven hence Hermione highness honour hope I'll Iach Imogen Italy keep kind king knight lady leave Leon less live look lord lost master mean mistress nature never noble Paul Pericles play poor Post Posthumus pray present prince probably Pros queen Roman SCENE seems serve Shakespeare sleep speak spirit stand story strange sweet tell thank thee there's thing thou thou art thought true wife worthy