The Plays of Shakespeare: The Text Regulated by the Old Copies, and by the Recently Discovered Folio of 1632, Containing Early Manuscript EmendationsWhittaker and Company, 1853 - 884 страници |
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... never come in rain , For fear their colours should be wash'd away . King . " Twere good , yours did ; for , sir , to tell you plain , I'll find a fairer face not wash'd to - day . Biron . I'll prove her fair , or talk till doomsday here ...
... never come in rain , For fear their colours should be wash'd away . King . " Twere good , yours did ; for , sir , to tell you plain , I'll find a fairer face not wash'd to - day . Biron . I'll prove her fair , or talk till doomsday here ...
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... never more to dance , Nor never more in Russian habit wait . O ! never will I trust to speeches penn'd , Nor to the motion of a school - boy's tongue ; Nor never come in visor to my friend ; Nor woo in rhyme , like a blind harper's song ...
... never more to dance , Nor never more in Russian habit wait . O ! never will I trust to speeches penn'd , Nor to the motion of a school - boy's tongue ; Nor never come in visor to my friend ; Nor woo in rhyme , like a blind harper's song ...
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... never had so sweet a changeling ; | And jealous Oberon would have the child Knight of his train , to trace the forests wild ; But she , perforce , withholds the loved boy , Crowns him with flowers , and makes him all her joy : And now ...
... never had so sweet a changeling ; | And jealous Oberon would have the child Knight of his train , to trace the forests wild ; But she , perforce , withholds the loved boy , Crowns him with flowers , and makes him all her joy : And now ...
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... never , no , nor never can , Deserve a sweet look from Demetrius ' eye , But you must flout my insufficiency ? Good troth , you do me wrong ; good sooth , you do , In such disdainful manner me to woo . But fare you well : perforce I ...
... never , no , nor never can , Deserve a sweet look from Demetrius ' eye , But you must flout my insufficiency ? Good troth , you do me wrong ; good sooth , you do , In such disdainful manner me to woo . But fare you well : perforce I ...
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... never bring in a wall . - What say you , Bottom ? Bot . Some man or other must present wall ; and let him have some plaster , or some lime , or some rough- cast about him , to signify wall : and let him hold his fingers thus , and ...
... never bring in a wall . - What say you , Bottom ? Bot . Some man or other must present wall ; and let him have some plaster , or some lime , or some rough- cast about him , to signify wall : and let him hold his fingers thus , and ...
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