| Sean McEvoy - 2000 - 282 страници
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| Sean McEvoy - 368 страници
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| Ernst Kris - 2000 - 406 страници
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| Peter Quennell, Hamish Johnson - 2002 - 246 страници
...beauty from the world, That when he please again to be himself. Being wanted he may be more wondered at By breaking through the foul and ugly mists Of...I falsify men's hopes, And like bright metal on a sulten Henry, Prince of ^Ä ale» Henry, Prince of Wales ground. My reformation glittering o'er my... | |
| Tim Spiekerman - 2001 - 222 страници
...through the foul and ugly mists Of vapours that did seem to strangle him. So when this loose behavior I throw off. And pay the debt I never promised. By...like bright metal on a sullen ground. My reformation, glittr'ingoe'r my fault, Shall show more goodly, and attract more eyes Than that which hath no foil... | |
| Victor L. Cahn - 2001 - 380 страници
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| Orson Welles - 2001 - 342 страници
...pleaseth but rare accidents. So, when this loose behaviour I throw off And pay the debt 1 never promis'd, By how much better than my word I am, By so much shall...like bright metal on a sullen ground, My reformation, glitt'ring o'er my fault, Shall show more goodly and attract more eyes Than that which hath no foil... | |
| Hugh Grady - 2002 - 320 страници
...appearances and that he understands (with breathtaking coolness) the advantages of a prodigal-son image: So when this loose behaviour I throw off And pay the...like bright metal on a sullen ground, My reformation, glitt'ring o'er my fault, Shall show more goodly and attract more eyes Than that which hath no foil... | |
| William Shakespeare - 2002 - 244 страници
...to work; But when they seldom come, they wish'd for come, And nothing pleaseth but rare accidents. So, when this loose behaviour I throw off And pay...like bright metal on a sullen ground, My reformation, glitt'ring o'er my fault, Shall show more goodly and attract more eyes Than that which hath no foil... | |
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