Ah ! dear Juliet, Why art thou yet so fair ? Shall I believe That unsubstantial Death is amorous, And that the lean abhorred monster keeps Thee here in dark to be his paramour ? For fear of that I... Characters of Shakespeare's Plays - الصفحة 101بواسطة William Hazlitt - 1845 - عدد الصفحات: 229عرض كامل - لمحة عن هذا الكتاب
| George Wilkes - 2005 - عدد الصفحات: 484
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| Syd Pritchard - 2005 - عدد الصفحات: 149
...made. Where violent sorrow seems a modern ecstasy. [Macbeth IV iii 167] Here, here will I remain, 0 here will I set up my everlasting rest And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars From this world- wearied jlesh. Help from friends Here in the sands, thee I'll rake up. A tinge of regret oo... | |
| Karen Wiesner, Chris Spindler - 2006 - عدد الصفحات: 209
...monster keeps thee here in dark to be his paramour? For fear of that I still will stay with these, and never from this palace of dim night depart again:...from this world-wearied flesh. Eyes, look your last!" from Romeo and Juliet, Shakespeare Prologue "LINDSAY," HER FATHER called after her as she flew out... | |
| Icon Reference - 2006 - عدد الصفحات: 168
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| Icon Reference - 2006 - عدد الصفحات: 168
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| 2006 - عدد الصفحات: 68
...that the audience's faith in the Friar is restored. hO Theme LLJ Fate and destiny CO ^ Romeo says: O here / Will I set up my everlasting rest / And shake...inauspicious stars / From this world-wearied flesh (lines 109-112). Romeo is determined to kill himself and therefore defy his fate. However, is it not... | |
| William Wilson - 2006 - عدد الصفحات: 48
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| Frank Harris - 2007 - عدد الصفحات: 372
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| William Shakespeare - 2007 - عدد الصفحات: 1288
...lean abhorred monster keeps Thee here in dark to be his paramour? For fear of that, I still will stay charity in him; for he borrow'da box of the ear of the Englishman, and swore arc thy chamber-maids; O, here Will I set up my everlasting rest; And shake the yoke of inauspicious... | |
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