The works of Shakespeare, with corrections and illustr. from various commentators, 3 tomas |
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... things hid ? where-- fore have the e gifts a curtain before them ? are they like to take duft , like Mistress Mall's picture ? why dost thou not go to church in a galliard , and come home in a coranto ? my very walk fhould be . a jig ...
... things hid ? where-- fore have the e gifts a curtain before them ? are they like to take duft , like Mistress Mall's picture ? why dost thou not go to church in a galliard , and come home in a coranto ? my very walk fhould be . a jig ...
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... thing that's mended , is but patch'd ; virtue , that tranf- greffes , is but patch'd with fm ; and fin , that amends , is but patch'd with virtue . If that this fimple fyl- logifm will ferve , fo ; if it will not , what remedy ? as ...
... thing that's mended , is but patch'd ; virtue , that tranf- greffes , is but patch'd with fm ; and fin , that amends , is but patch'd with virtue . If that this fimple fyl- logifm will ferve , fo ; if it will not , what remedy ? as ...
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... - love , Malvolio , and tafte with a distemper'd appetite . To be generous , guiltless , and of free difpofition , is to take thofe VOL . III . B things for bird - bolts that you deem cannon - Sc . 7 . 13 WHAT YOU WILL .
... - love , Malvolio , and tafte with a distemper'd appetite . To be generous , guiltless , and of free difpofition , is to take thofe VOL . III . B things for bird - bolts that you deem cannon - Sc . 7 . 13 WHAT YOU WILL .
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William Shakespeare. things for bird - bolts that you deem cannon - bul- lets . There is no flander in an allow'd fool , though he do nothing but rail ; nor no railing in a known difcreet man , though he do nothing but reprove . Clo ...
William Shakespeare. things for bird - bolts that you deem cannon - bul- lets . There is no flander in an allow'd fool , though he do nothing but rail ; nor no railing in a known difcreet man , though he do nothing but reprove . Clo ...
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... thing more , that you , be never fo hardy to come again in his affairs , unless it be to report your Lord's taking of this .. Receive it fo Vio . She took the ring of me ; I'll none of it . Mal . Come , Sir , you peevishly threw it to ...
... thing more , that you , be never fo hardy to come again in his affairs , unless it be to report your Lord's taking of this .. Receive it fo Vio . She took the ring of me ; I'll none of it . Mal . Come , Sir , you peevishly threw it to ...
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The Works of Shakespeare, with Corrections and Illustr. from Various ... William Shakespeare Peržiūra negalima - 2016 |
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