 | William Shakespeare - 1709 - 598 σελίδες
...the exch?nge of Joy, That one fhort Minute gives me in her fight: PO thou but clofe our Hands wirh holy Words, Then Love-devouring Death do what he dare, It is enough I may but call her mine. Fri. Thufe violent Delights have violent Endy, And in their trii mph die like Fire and Powder, Which... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709 - 602 σελίδες
...of Joy, That one fliort Minute gives me in her fight : Do thou but clofe our Hands with holy Word?, Then Love-devouring Death do what he dare, It is enough I may but call her mine. Fri. Thefe violent Delights have violent Ends, And in their triumph die like Fire and Powder, Which... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1733 - 520 σελίδες
...cannot countervail th' exchange of joy, That one'fhort minute gives me in herHfight : Do thou but clofe our hands with holy words, Then love-devouring death...dare, ' >• ' It is enough I may but call her mine. - : Fri. Thefe violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die ; like fire and powder,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1745 - 574 σελίδες
...countervail th' exchange of joy, That one fhort minute gives me in her fight : ,. ; ..-• Do thou butclofe our hands with holy words, Then love-devouring death...what he dare, It is enough I may but call her mine. Fri. Thefe violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die like fire and powder, Which... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1753 - 80 σελίδες
...mort minute gives me in her fight : Dothou but clofe our hands with holy words, Then love devouring death do what he dare, It is enough I may but call her mine. Fri. Thefe violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die ; like fire and powder, Which... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1762 - 436 σελίδες
...cannot countervail th' exchange of joy, That one fhort minute gives me in her fight: Do thou but clofe our hands with holy words, Then love-devouring death...what he dare, It is enough, I may but call her mine. Fri. Thefe violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die ; like fire and powder, Which,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 540 σελίδες
...cannot countervail th' exchange of joy, That one fhort minute gives me in her light : Do thou but clofe our hands with holy words, Then love-devouring death...he dare, •It is enough, I may but call her mine. Fri. Thefe violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die -, like fire and powder, Which,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1767 - 484 σελίδες
...cannot countervail th' exchange of joy, That one mort minute gives me in her fight: Do thou but clofe our hands with holy words, Then love-devouring death do what he dare, Jt is enough I may but call her mine. Iri. PO fmile the heav'ns upon this holy aft, Fri. Thefe violent... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1768 - 462 σελίδες
...cannot countervail th' exchange of joy, That one fhort minute gives me in her fight: . Do thou but clofe our hands with holy words,. . Then love-devouring death do what he dare, Fri. QO fmile the heav'ns upon this holy A&, Fri. Thefe violenl delights have violent ends^ And in... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1772 - 364 σελίδες
...cannot countervail th' exchange of joy, That one Ihort minute gives me In her fight : Do thou but clofe our hands with holy words, Then love-devouring death do what he dare, It is enough I may but call lier mine. Fri. Thefe violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die ; like fire and... | |
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Amen, amen ! But come what sorrow can, It cannot countervail the exchange of joy That one short minute gives me in her sight. Do thou but close our hands with holy words, Then love-devouring death do what he dare. It is enough I may but call her mine. 
