The Plays of William Shakespeare, Том 1Charles Willliams, 1813 - 913 страници |
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... thank you : — , Ariel , come . Enter Ariel . Ari . Thy thoughts I cleave to : What's thy pleasure ? Pre . We must prepare to meet with Caliban . Spirit , Ari . Ay , my commander : when I presented Ceres , I thought to have told thee of ...
... thank you : — , Ariel , come . Enter Ariel . Ari . Thy thoughts I cleave to : What's thy pleasure ? Pre . We must prepare to meet with Caliban . Spirit , Ari . Ay , my commander : when I presented Ceres , I thought to have told thee of ...
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... thank you , gentle servant : ' tis very clerkly done . Fel . Now trust me , madam , it came hardly off ; For , being ignorant to whom it goes , I writ at random , very doubtfully . Sil . Perchance you think too much of so much pains ...
... thank you , gentle servant : ' tis very clerkly done . Fel . Now trust me , madam , it came hardly off ; For , being ignorant to whom it goes , I writ at random , very doubtfully . Sil . Perchance you think too much of so much pains ...
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... thanks you . Sil . What say'st thou ? Jul . I thank you , madam , that you tender her : Poor gentlewoman ! my master wrongs her much . Sil . Dost thou know her ? Jul . Almost as well as I do know myself : To think upon her woes , I do ...
... thanks you . Sil . What say'st thou ? Jul . I thank you , madam , that you tender her : Poor gentlewoman ! my master wrongs her much . Sil . Dost thou know her ? Jul . Almost as well as I do know myself : To think upon her woes , I do ...
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... thank you for my venison , master Shallow . Shal . Master Page , I am glad to see you : Much good do it your good ... thank you . Shal . Sir , I thank you ; by yea and no , I do . Page . I am glad to see you , good master Slender . Slen ...
... thank you for my venison , master Shallow . Shal . Master Page , I am glad to see you : Much good do it your good ... thank you . Shal . Sir , I thank you ; by yea and no , I do . Page . I am glad to see you , good master Slender . Slen ...
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... thank you , forsooth , heartily ; I am ve- ry well . Ann . The dinner attends you , sir . Slen . I am not a - hungry , I thank you , forsooth : - Go , sirrah , for all you are my man , go , wait upon my Cousin shallow : [ Ex . Simp ...
... thank you , forsooth , heartily ; I am ve- ry well . Ann . The dinner attends you , sir . Slen . I am not a - hungry , I thank you , forsooth : - Go , sirrah , for all you are my man , go , wait upon my Cousin shallow : [ Ex . Simp ...
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Страница 414 - With deaf'ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude; And, in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Страница 448 - This story shall the good man teach his son; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered; We few, we happy few, we band of brothers...
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