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Pagina 122
270 46 His ears up - prick'd ; his braided hanging mane Upon his compass'd crest now stand on end ; His nostrils drink the air , and forth again , As from a furnace , vapours doth he send : His eye , which scornfully glisters like ...
270 46 His ears up - prick'd ; his braided hanging mane Upon his compass'd crest now stand on end ; His nostrils drink the air , and forth again , As from a furnace , vapours doth he send : His eye , which scornfully glisters like ...
Pagina 128
... Ear's deep - sweet music , and heart's deep - sore wounding . 1 73 ' Had I no eyes but ears , my ears would love That inward beauty and invisible ; Or were I deaf , thy outward parts would move 128 WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE.
... Ear's deep - sweet music , and heart's deep - sore wounding . 1 73 ' Had I no eyes but ears , my ears would love That inward beauty and invisible ; Or were I deaf , thy outward parts would move 128 WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE.
Pagina 142
130 ' If love have lent you twenty thousand tongues , And every tongue more moving than your own , Bewitching like the wanton mermaid's songs , Yet from mine ear the tempting tune is blown ; For know my heart stands armed in mine ear ...
130 ' If love have lent you twenty thousand tongues , And every tongue more moving than your own , Bewitching like the wanton mermaid's songs , Yet from mine ear the tempting tune is blown ; For know my heart stands armed in mine ear ...
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