Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
The Rape of Lucrece | Luc.756 | Upon my cheeks what helpless shame I feel.’ | Vppon my cheeks, what helpelesse shame I feele. |
The Rape of Lucrece | Luc.1027 | This helpless smoke of words doth me no right. | This helplesse smoake of words doth me no right: |
The Rape of Lucrece | Luc.1056 | Poor helpless help, the treasure stolen away, | Poore helplesse helpe, the treasure stolne away, |
Venus and Adonis | Ven.604 | As those poor birds that helpless berries saw. | As those poore birds that helplesse berries saw, |