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Never so weary , never so in woe , Bedabbled with the dew , and torn with briers : I can no further crawl , no ... I then did ask of her her changeling child ; Enler Titania and Bottom , Fairies attending : Which straight she gave me ...
Never so weary , never so in woe , Bedabbled with the dew , and torn with briers : I can no further crawl , no ... I then did ask of her her changeling child ; Enler Titania and Bottom , Fairies attending : Which straight she gave me ...
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It seems to me , With ears that sweep away the morning dew ; That yet we sleep , we dream -- Do not you thirs ... man is but a patched fool , if he will offer to say HERMIA , and HELENA , wake and start up . what methought I had .
It seems to me , With ears that sweep away the morning dew ; That yet we sleep , we dream -- Do not you thirs ... man is but a patched fool , if he will offer to say HERMIA , and HELENA , wake and start up . what methought I had .
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But to speak that in words , which his My lips are no common , though several they be . eye hath disclos'd : Boyet . Belonging to whom ? I only have made a mouth of his eye , Mar. To my fortunes and me . By adding a tongue which I know ...
But to speak that in words , which his My lips are no common , though several they be . eye hath disclos'd : Boyet . Belonging to whom ? I only have made a mouth of his eye , Mar. To my fortunes and me . By adding a tongue which I know ...
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| Заглавие | The Works of William Shakespeare: Complete, Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens ... |
| Автор | William Shakespeare |
| Издател | Lippincott, 1871 |
| Оригиналът е от | Нюйоркската обществена библиотека |
| Цифровизирана на | 29 Дек 2006 |
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