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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... thing ensky'd , and sainted By your renouncement , an immortal spirit , And to be talk'd with in sincerity , As with ... thing to be tempted , Escalus , Another thing to fall . I not deny , The 62 ACT II . MEASURE FOR MEASURE .
... thing ensky'd , and sainted By your renouncement , an immortal spirit , And to be talk'd with in sincerity , As with ... thing to be tempted , Escalus , Another thing to fall . I not deny , The 62 ACT II . MEASURE FOR MEASURE .
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... thing to fall . I not deny , The jury , passing on a prisoner's life , May in the sworn twelve have a thief or two Guiltier than him they try : what's open made to justice , That justice seizes : what know the laws , That thieves do ...
... thing to fall . I not deny , The jury , passing on a prisoner's life , May in the sworn twelve have a thief or two Guiltier than him they try : what's open made to justice , That justice seizes : what know the laws , That thieves do ...
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... thing , being often read , Grown sear and tedious ; yea , my gravity , Wherein ( let no man hear me ) I take pride , Could I , with boot , change for an idle plume , Which the air beats for vain . O place ! O form ! How often dost thou ...
... thing , being often read , Grown sear and tedious ; yea , my gravity , Wherein ( let no man hear me ) I take pride , Could I , with boot , change for an idle plume , Which the air beats for vain . O place ! O form ! How often dost thou ...
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... thing that Angelo knows not , for he this very day receives letters of strange tenor ; per- chance , of the Duke's death ; perchance , entering into some monastery ; but , by chance , nothing of what is writ . Look , the unfolding star ...
... thing that Angelo knows not , for he this very day receives letters of strange tenor ; per- chance , of the Duke's death ; perchance , entering into some monastery ; but , by chance , nothing of what is writ . Look , the unfolding star ...
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... thing on thing , As e'er I heard in madness . Isab . O , gracious duke ! Harp not on that ; nor do not banish reason For incredulity ; but let your reason serve To make the truth appear , where it seems hid , And hide the false seems ...
... thing on thing , As e'er I heard in madness . Isab . O , gracious duke ! Harp not on that ; nor do not banish reason For incredulity ; but let your reason serve To make the truth appear , where it seems hid , And hide the false seems ...
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