The crown o' the earth doth melt. — My lord ! — O, withered is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fallen ; ' young boys and girls Are level now with men ; the odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon. The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the corrected copies ... - Pàgina 210 per William Shakespeare - 1823 Visualització completa -
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