Now my charms are all o'erthrown, And what strength I have's mine own, - Which is most faint: now, 'tis true, I… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Now my charms are all o'erthrown, And what strength I have's mine own, Which is most faint: now, 'tis true, Or sent… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
As you from crimes would pardon'd be, Let your indulgence set me free. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
