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Is it for fear to wet a widow's eye,
That thou consum'st thy self in single life?
Ah, if thou issueless shalt hap to die,
The world will wail...
2025-09-15 04:18:46 +0000 UTC View Post
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Is it for fear to wet a widow's eye,
That thou consum'st thy self in single life?
Ah, if thou issueless shalt hap to die,
The world will wail...
2025-09-15 04:18:46 +0000 UTC View Post
How now, my lord? Why do you keep alone,
Of sorriest fancies your companions making,
Using those thoughts which should indeed have died
With them they think on? Things without all...
2025-08-01 00:00:06 +0000 UTC View PostLADY MACBETH. My royal lord,
You do not give the cheer. The feast is sold
That is not often vouch'd, while 'tis amaking,
'Tis given with welcome. To feed were best at ...
2025-07-31 17:00:07 +0000 UTC View Postas in the well-known 'Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?' from Sonnet 18. The linear, sequential reading of the poems is also debatable, since it is unclear if Shakespeare intended for the son...
2025-06-30 16:00:00 +0000 UTC View PostNURSE. Good morrow, lords.
O, tell me, did you see Aaron the Moor?
AARON. Well, more or less, or ne'er a whit at all,
Here Aaron is; and what with Aaron now?
N...
2025-04-30 16:00:20 +0000 UTC View PostTITUS. Long have I been forlorn, and all for thee.
Welcome, dread Fury, to my woeful house.
Rapine and Murder, you are welcome too.
How like the Empress and her sons you are!
<... 2025-04-25 23:07:39 +0000 UTC View PostKING RICHARD. Marshal, ask yonder knight in arms,
Both who he is and why he cometh hither
Thus plated in habiliments of war;
&nbs...
2025-03-10 17:42:15 +0000 UTC View Post