The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left, 2 tomas |
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May we do so ? But let not therefore my good friends be griev'd ; You know , it is the feast of Lupercal . ... We both have fed as well ; and we can both You bear too stubborn and too strange a hand Endure the winter's cold as well as ...
May we do so ? But let not therefore my good friends be griev'd ; You know , it is the feast of Lupercal . ... We both have fed as well ; and we can both You bear too stubborn and too strange a hand Endure the winter's cold as well as ...
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The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare Accurately Printed from ..., 2 tomas William Shakespeare,George Steevens Visos knygos peržiūra - 1829 |
The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare Accurately Printed from ..., 2 tomas William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1833 |
The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare Accurately Printed from the Text ... William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1830 |
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