 the exchange of joy That one short minute gives me in her sight : Do thou but close our hands with holy words, Then Love-devouring death do what he dare, It is inough, I may but call her mine. Fri. These violent delights have violent endes, And in their...  Dramatic Works of Shakespeare - Strana 339autor/autoři: William Shakespeare - 1883Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | William Shakespeare - 1762 - 436 str.
...cannot countervail th' exchange of joy, That one fhort minute gives me in her fight: Do thou but clofe our hands with holy words, Then love-devouring death do what he dare, It is enough, I may but call her mine. Fri. Thefe violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 540 str.
...cannot countervail th' exchange of joy, That one fhort minute gives me in her fight: Do thcu but clofe our hands with holy words, Then love-devouring death do what he dare, It is enough, I may but call her mine. Enter Juliet. Here comes the lady. O, fo light a foot Will ne'er wear... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1767 - 484 str.
...cannot countervail th' exchange of joy, That one mort minute gives me in her fight: Do thou but clofe our hands with holy words, Then love-devouring death do what he dare, Jt is enough I may but call her mine. Iri. PO fmile the heav'ns upon this holy aft, Fri. Thefe violent... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 476 str.
...cannot countervail th' exchange of joy. That one fhort minute gives me in her fight: Do thou but clofe our hands with holy words, Then love-devouring death do what he dare, It is enough I may but call her mine. Fri. Thefe violent delights have violent ends; And in their triumph... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 582 str.
...but come what sorrow can, It cannot countervail the excnange of joy That one short minute gives'mf in her sight: Do thou but close our hands with holy words, Then 1 jvfc-devcuring death do what he dare, It is enough I may but call her mine. Fri. These violent delights... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1790 - 666 str.
...countervail the exchange of joy That one fhort minute gives me ift her fight: Do thou but clote bur hands with holy words, Then love-devouring death do what he dare, It is enough I may but call her mine. Fri. Thefe violent delights have violent ends*, And in their triumph... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1790 - 558 str.
...countervail the exchange of joy That one fliort minute gives me in her fight : 5 Do thou but clofe our lundi with holy words, Then love-devouring death do what he dare, It is enough I may but call her mine. Friar. Thefe violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1793 - 686 str.
...cannot countervail the exchange of joy That one ihort minute gives me in her fight : Do thou but clofe our hands with holy words, Then love-devouring death do what he dare, It is enough I may but call her mine. FRI. Thefe violent delights have violent ends, 4 And in their triumph... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1798 - 452 str.
...cannot countervail the exchange of joy That one fhort minute gives me in her fight: Do thou but clofe our hands with holy words, Then love-devouring death do what he dare, It is enough I may but call her mine. Fri. Thefe violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 364 str.
...cannot countervail the exchange of joy That one fhort minute gives me in her fight: Do thou but clofe our hands with holy words, Then love-devouring death do what he dare, It is enough I may but call her mine. Fri. Thefe violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph... | |
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