by Sunday | Apr 21 | Literature in English WEAC
I have done the state some service, and they know’t. No more of that. I pray you, in your letters, When you shall these unlucky deeds relate. Speak of me as I am. Nothing extenuate. Nor set down aught in malice. Then must you speak Of one that loved not wisely,...
by Sunday | Apr 21 | Literature in English WEAC
If after every tempest come such calms. May the winds blow till they have wakened death, And let the labouring bark climb hills of seas Olympus-high, and duck again as low As hell’s from heaven. If it were now to die, ‘T were now to be most happy: for I...
by Sunday | Apr 21 | Literature in English WEAC
If after every tempest come such calms. May the winds blow till they have wakened death, And let the labouring bark climb hills of seas Olympus-high, and duck again as low As hell’s from heaven. If it were now to die, ‘T were now to be most happy: for I...
by Sunday | Apr 21 | Literature in English WEAC
If after every tempest come such calms. May the winds blow till they have wakened death, And let the labouring bark climb hills of seas Olympus-high, and duck again as low As hell’s from heaven. If it were now to die, ‘T were now to be most happy: for I...
by Sunday | Apr 21 | Literature in English WEAC
If after every tempest come such calms. May the winds blow till they have wakened death, And let the labouring bark climb hills of seas Olympus-high, and duck again as low As hell’s from heaven. If it were now to die, ‘T were now to be most happy: for I...
by Sunday | Apr 21 | Literature in English WEAC
If after every tempest come such calms. May the winds blow till they have wakened death, And let the labouring bark climb hills of seas Olympus-high, and duck again as low As hell’s from heaven. If it were now to die, ‘T were now to be most happy: for I...