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 See, what a grace was seated on this brow; Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury, New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill; A combination, and a form, indeed, Where every...  The Plays of William Shakespeare : Accurately Printed from the Text of the ... - Página 221 por William Shakespeare - 1805 Vista completa -
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