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V. W. Bromley: Troilus and Cressida |
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Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion. (III,iii) ![]() Demetrius Galanis: Troilus and Cressida |
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If thou wouldst not entomb thyself alive And case thy reputation in thy tent; Whose glorious deeds, but in these fields of late, Made emulous missions 'mongst the gods themselves And drave great Mars to faction. (III,iii) |
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We sympathize: Jove, let Aeneas live, If to my sword his fate be not the glory, A thousand complete courses of the sun! (IV,i) |
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