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William Shakespeare

Twelfth Night

  • Diyahar citeratför 7 månader sedan
    A virtuous maid, the daughter of a count
    That died some twelvemonth since, then leaving her
    In the protection of his son, her brother,
    Who shortly also died: for whose dear love,
    They say, she hath abjured the company
    And sight of men.
  • Diyahar citeratför 7 månader sedan
    And water once a day her chamber round
    With eye-offending brine: all this to season
    A brother's dead love, which she would keep fresh
    And lasting in her sad remembrance.
  • Diyahar citeratför 7 månader sedan
    Why, so I do, the noblest that I have:
    O, when mine eyes did see Olivia first,
    Methought she purged the air of pestilence!
    That instant was I turn'd into a hart;
  • Diyahar citeratför 7 månader sedan
    'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
    O spirit of love! how quick and fresh art thou,
  • rima carpenterhar citeratför 4 år sedan
    that can be can come between me and the full
    prospect of my hopes
  • rima carpenterhar citeratför 4 år sedan
    Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed?
  • rima carpenterhar citeratför 4 år sedan
    She is drowned already, sir, with salt
    water, though I seem to drown her remembrance again with more
  • Елизавета Керимоваhar citeratför 5 år sedan
    Act III
    SCENE I. OLIVIA's garden.
  • Елизавета Керимоваhar citeratför 5 år sedan
    SCENE V. OLIVIA'S house.
  • Елизавета Керимоваhar citeratför 5 år sedan
    time! thou must untangle this, not I;
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