Spencer to CrabbeOxford University Press, 1990 |
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... Hold , hold ! ' Enter MACBETH . Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor ! Greater than both , by the all - hail hereafter ! Thy letters have transported me beyond This ignorant present , and I feel now The future in the instant . Duncan comes here ...
... Hold , hold ! ' Enter MACBETH . Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor ! Greater than both , by the all - hail hereafter ! Thy letters have transported me beyond This ignorant present , and I feel now The future in the instant . Duncan comes here ...
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... hold a plea , Whose action is no stronger than a flower ? O ! how shall summer's honey breath hold out Against the wrackful siege of battering days , When rocks impregnable are not so stout , Nor gates of steel so strong , but Time ...
... hold a plea , Whose action is no stronger than a flower ? O ! how shall summer's honey breath hold out Against the wrackful siege of battering days , When rocks impregnable are not so stout , Nor gates of steel so strong , but Time ...
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... hold long life a jewel ; But to me thou art cruel , If thou end not my tedious misery ; And I soon cease to be . Strike , and strike home then ; pity unto me , In one short hour's delay , is tyranny . WILLIAM DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN ...
... hold long life a jewel ; But to me thou art cruel , If thou end not my tedious misery ; And I soon cease to be . Strike , and strike home then ; pity unto me , In one short hour's delay , is tyranny . WILLIAM DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN ...
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SIR WALTER RALEIGH 15521618 | 33 |
FULKE GREVILLE LORD BROOKE 15541628 | 49 |
GEORGE CHAPMAN 15601634 | 54 |
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