Spencer to CrabbeOxford University Press, 1990 |
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... bear your love , I'll bear your cares : Yet weep that Harry's dead , and so will I ; But Harry lives that shall convert those tears By number into hours of happiness . from Much Ado About Nothing Balthazar . O ! good my lord , tax not ...
... bear your love , I'll bear your cares : Yet weep that Harry's dead , and so will I ; But Harry lives that shall convert those tears By number into hours of happiness . from Much Ado About Nothing Balthazar . O ! good my lord , tax not ...
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... bear , To grunt and sweat under a weary life , But that the dread of something after death , The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns , puzzles the will , And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to ...
... bear , To grunt and sweat under a weary life , But that the dread of something after death , The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns , puzzles the will , And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to ...
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... bear great fortune , But by contempt of nature . Raise me this beggar , and deny't that lord ; The senator shall bear contempt hereditary , The beggar native honour . It is the pasture lards the rother's sides , The want that makes him ...
... bear great fortune , But by contempt of nature . Raise me this beggar , and deny't that lord ; The senator shall bear contempt hereditary , The beggar native honour . It is the pasture lards the rother's sides , The want that makes him ...
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SIR WALTER RALEIGH 15521618 | 33 |
FULKE GREVILLE LORD BROOKE 15541628 | 49 |
GEORGE CHAPMAN 15601634 | 54 |
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