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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... unto a small spare mast , Such as sea - faring men provide for storms : To him one of the other twins was bound , Whilst I had been like heedful of the other . The children thus dispos'd , my wife and 1 , Fixing our eyes on whom our ...
... unto a small spare mast , Such as sea - faring men provide for storms : To him one of the other twins was bound , Whilst I had been like heedful of the other . The children thus dispos'd , my wife and 1 , Fixing our eyes on whom our ...
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... unto this cross of fortune , By noting of the lady : I have mark'd A thousand blushing apparitions To start into her face ; a thousand innocent shames , In angel whiteness , beat away those blushes ; And in her eye there hath appear'd a ...
... unto this cross of fortune , By noting of the lady : I have mark'd A thousand blushing apparitions To start into her face ; a thousand innocent shames , In angel whiteness , beat away those blushes ; And in her eye there hath appear'd a ...
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... unto thy bones good night ! Yearly will I do this rite . D. Pedro . Good morrow , masters : put your torches out . The wolves have prey'd ; and look , the gentle day , Before the wheels of Phoebus , round about Dapples the drowsy east ...
... unto thy bones good night ! Yearly will I do this rite . D. Pedro . Good morrow , masters : put your torches out . The wolves have prey'd ; and look , the gentle day , Before the wheels of Phoebus , round about Dapples the drowsy east ...
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... Unto his lordship , to whose unwish'd yoke My soul consents not to give sovereignty . Ege . With duty , and desire , we follow you . [ Exeunt THES . HIP . EGE . DEM . and train . Lys . How now , my love ? Why is your cheek so pale ? How ...
... Unto his lordship , to whose unwish'd yoke My soul consents not to give sovereignty . Ege . With duty , and desire , we follow you . [ Exeunt THES . HIP . EGE . DEM . and train . Lys . How now , my love ? Why is your cheek so pale ? How ...
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... unto Demetrius , I told him of your stealth unto this wood . He follow'd you ; for love , I follow'd him ; But he hath chid me hence , and threaten'd me To strike me , spurn me , nay , to kill me too : And now , so you will let me quiet ...
... unto Demetrius , I told him of your stealth unto this wood . He follow'd you ; for love , I follow'd him ; But he hath chid me hence , and threaten'd me To strike me , spurn me , nay , to kill me too : And now , so you will let me quiet ...
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