 Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: Thou shalt not lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd...  Cymbeline. Titus Andronicus. Pericles. King Lear - Page 95by William Shakespeare - 1811Full view - About this book
 | Mark Van Doren - 2005 - 340 pages
...which the Queen has condemned it. With fairest flowers Whilst summer lasts and I live here, Fidcle, I'll sweeten thy sad grave. Thou shalt not lack The...no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweet'ned not thy breath. The ruddock would, With charitable bill . . . bring thee all this; Yea,... | |
 | Philip Freund - 2006 - 976 pages
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 | Russ McDonald - 2006 - 173 pages
...fairest flowers Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: thou shall not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose,...harebell, like thy veins: no, nor The leaf of eglantine, (4.2.218-23) The florid mourner proceeds for six more lines before his brother Guiderius breaks in... | |
 | Guy Boas - 2007 - 240 pages
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