Lucrece (Quarto, 1594)

Author: William Shakespeare

Editor: Hardy M. Cook

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Lucrece (Modern)
- Work
- Stanza
  1. Dedication
  2. Argument
  3. 1 — 5
  4. 6 — 10
  5. 11 — 15
  6. 16 — 20
  7. 21 — 25
  8. 26 — 30
  9. 31 — 35
  10. 36 — 40
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Lucrece (Quarto, 1594)
- Work
- Stanza
  1. Titlepage
  2. Dedication
  3. Argument
  4. 1 — 5
  5. 6 — 10
  6. 11 — 15
  7. 16 — 20
  8. 21 — 25
  9. 26 — 30
  10. 31 — 35
  11. 36 — 40
  12. 41 — 45
  13. 46 — 50
  14. 51 — 55
  15. 56 — 60
  16. 61 — 65
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  18. 71 — 75
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  25. 106 — 110
  26. 111 — 115
  27. 116 — 120
  28. 121 — 125
  29. 126 — 130
  30. 131 — 135
  31. 136 — 140
  32. 141 — 145
  33. 146 — 150
  34. 151 — 155
  35. 156 — 160
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  40. 181 — 185
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  42. 191 — 195
  43. 196 — 200
  44. 201 — 205
  45. 206 — 210
  46. 211 — 215
  47. 216 — 220
  48. 221 — 225
  49. 226 — 230
  50. 231 — 235
  51. 236 — 240
  52. 241 — 245
  53. 246 — 250
  54. 251 — 255
  55. 256 — 260
  56. 261 — 265
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¶Yet sometime TARQVIN was pronounced plaine,
¶But through his teeth, as if the name he tore,
¶This windie tempest, till it blow vp raine,
¶Held backe his sorrowes tide, to make it more.
1790At last it raines, and busie windes giue ore,
¶_Then sonne and father weep with equall strife,
¶_VVho shuld weep most for daughter or for wife.

¶The one doth call her his, the other his,
¶Yet neither may possesse the claime they lay.
1795The father saies, shee's mine, ô mine shee is
¶Replies her husband, do not take away
¶My sorrowes interest, let no mourner say
¶_He weepes for her, for shee was onely mine,
¶_And onelie must be wayl'd by COLATINE.

1800O, quoth LVCRETIVS, I did giue that life
¶VVhich shee to earely and too late hath spil'd.
¶VVoe woe, quoth COLATINE, shee was my wife,
¶I owed her, and tis mine that shee hath kil'd.
¶My daughter and my wife with clamors fild
1805_The disperst aire, who holding LVCRECE life,
¶_Answer'd their cries, my daughter and my wife.

¶BRVTVS who pluck't the knife from LVCRECE side,
¶Seeing such emulation in their woe,
¶Began to cloath his wit in state and pride,
1810Burying in LVCRECE wound his follies show,
¶He with the Romains was esteemed so
¶_As seelie ieering idiots are with Kings,
¶_For sportiue words, and vttring foolish things.

¶But now he throwes that shallow habit by,
1815VVherein deepe pollicie did him disguise,
¶And arm'd his long hid wits aduisedlie,
¶To checke the teares in COLATINVS eies.
¶Thou wronged Lord of Rome, quoth he, arise,
¶_Let my vnsounded selfe suppos'd a foole,
1820_Now set thy long experienc't wit to schoole.

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