Shakspeare. Hamlet.
On her white breast a cross of gold she wore,
Which Jews might kiss and infidels adore.
Pope. Rape of the Lock.
At every word a reputation dies.
Ditto.
And wretches hang that jurymen may dine.
Shakspeare. Hamlet.
On her white breast a cross of gold she wore,
Which Jews might kiss and infidels adore.
Pope. Rape of the Lock.
At every word a reputation dies.
Ditto.
And wretches hang that jurymen may dine.