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" poor maid, Born in a tempest, when my mother died, This world to me is like a lasting storm, Whirring me from my friends. Dion. How now, Marina ? Why do you keep alone ? How chance my daughter is not with you ? Do not Consume your blood with sorrowing:... "
The Doubtful Plays of William Shakspeare - Page 35
by William Shakespeare - 1887 - 375 pages
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Great Truths by great Authors

1856
...their boughs, and left me open, bare For every Storm that blows. JSl (gf 0 rtun e. — SkaJcspeare. THIS world to me is like a lasting Storm, Whirring me from my Friends. Hfl tófortime* — Skafopeare. GOOD stars, that were my former guides, Have empty left their Orbs,...
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The Plays & Poems of Shakespeare: Pericles, Prince of Tyre. Coriolanus ...

William Shakespeare, Edmond Malone - 1857
...violets, and marigolds, Shall, as a carpet, hang upon thy grave, While summer days do last. Ah me ! poor maid, Born in a tempest, when my mother died....like a lasting storm, Whirring me from my friends. Dio. How now, Marina! why do you keep alone ? How chance my daughter is not with you ? Do not Consume...
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The works of William Shakespeare, Volume 6

Drama - 1857
...poor maid, lorn in a tempest, when my mother died, 'his world to me is like a lasting storm, Vhirring me from my friends. Dion. How now, Marina! why do you keep( 13S ) alone ? low chance my daughter is not with you ? Do not Consume your blood with sorrowing: you...
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Shakespeare's comedies, histories, tragedies, and poems, Volume 6

William Shakespeare - 1858
...violets, and marigolds, Shall, as a carpet, hang upon thy grave, While summer days do last. Ah me, poor maid! Born in a tempest, when my mother died,...from my friends. Dion. How now, Marina! why do you weep alone 1C ? How chance my daughter is not with you ? Do not Consume your blood with sorrowing:...
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The Literature and the Literary Men of Great Britain and Ireland, Volume 1

Abraham Mills - English literature - 1858
...purple violets, and marygolds, Shall as a chaplet hang upon thy grave, While summer-days do last. Ah me! poor maid, Born in a tempest, when my mother died,...like a lasting storm, Whirring me from my friends. In the course of the play Marina undergoes a variety of adventures, all of which the mingled gentleness...
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The children's bower; or, What you like

Kenelm Henry Digby - 1858
...! let no one slight this great gift. Ah me ! there are many who can exclaim with poor Marina,— " This world to me is like a lasting storm, Whirring me from my friends." From the young, too, who from all that is really vulgar instinctively recoil, men can learn to be not...
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The Children's bower; or, What you like, Volume 1

Kenelm Henry Digby - Family & Relationships - 1858
...Oh ! let no one slight this great gift. Ah me! there are many who can exclaim with poor Marina,— " This world to me is like a lasting storm, Whirring me from my friends." From the young, too, who from all that is really vulgar instinctively recoil, men can learn to be not...
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Tales from Shakspere: For the Use of Young Persons

Charles Lamb, Charles Knight - 1859 - 503 pages
...purple violets, and marigolds, Shall as a carpet hang upon thy grave, While summer days do last. Ah me! poor maid, Born in a tempest, when my mother died,...like a lasting storm, Whirring me from my friends. Come, give me your flowers, ere the sea mar them. Walk with Leonine; the air's quick there, And it...
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The Plays of Shakespeare, Volume 2

William Shakespeare - 1860
...violets, and marigolds, Shall, as a carpet, hang upon thy grave, While summer days do last. Ay me ! poor maid, Born in a tempest when my mother died,...you ? Do not Consume your blood with sorrowing ; you have A nurse of me. Lord ! how your favour 's chang'd With this unprofitable woe ! Come, Give me your...
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The works of William Shakespeare: the plays ed. from the folio of ..., Volume 12

William Shakespeare - 1862
...violets, and marigolds, Shall, as a carpet, hang upon thy grave, While summer days do last. Ah me, poor maid ! Born in a tempest, when my mother died,...you? Do not Consume your blood with sorrowing : you have A nurse of me. Lord! how your favour 's chang'd With this unprofitable woe ! Come ; Give me your...
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