The dramatic (poetical) works of William Shakspeare; illustr., embracing a life of the poet and notes, 7 tomas |
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... Ancient English Poetry , vol . i . 3d edit . The story is also to be found in the unpublished Gesta Romanorum , and in the Romance of Perceforest . The whole of this play could not have been written till after 1603 . Harsnet's ...
... Ancient English Poetry , vol . i . 3d edit . The story is also to be found in the unpublished Gesta Romanorum , and in the Romance of Perceforest . The whole of this play could not have been written till after 1603 . Harsnet's ...
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... , which imply a series of sounds so unnatural that ancient musicians prohibited their use . The monkish writers on music say mi contra fa , est diabolus : the interval Edg . How now , brother Edmund ? What serious 24 [ ACT I. KING LEAR .
... , which imply a series of sounds so unnatural that ancient musicians prohibited their use . The monkish writers on music say mi contra fa , est diabolus : the interval Edg . How now , brother Edmund ? What serious 24 [ ACT I. KING LEAR .
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... ancient amities ; divisions in state , menaces and male- dictions against king and nobles ; needless diffidences , banishment of friends , dissipation of cohorts , nuptial breaches , and I know not what . Edg . How long have you been a ...
... ancient amities ; divisions in state , menaces and male- dictions against king and nobles ; needless diffidences , banishment of friends , dissipation of cohorts , nuptial breaches , and I know not what . Edg . How long have you been a ...
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... ancient ruffian , sir , whose life I have spared , At suit of his gray beard , Kent . Thou whoreson zed ! 2 thou unnecessary let- ter ! My lord , if you will give me leave , I will tread this unbolted villain into mortar , and daub the ...
... ancient ruffian , sir , whose life I have spared , At suit of his gray beard , Kent . Thou whoreson zed ! 2 thou unnecessary let- ter ! My lord , if you will give me leave , I will tread this unbolted villain into mortar , and daub the ...
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... ancient knave , you reverend braggart , We'll teach you Kent . Sir , I am too old to learn ; Call not your stocks for me . I serve the king ; On whose employment I was sent to you . You shall do small respect , show too bold malice ...
... ancient knave , you reverend braggart , We'll teach you Kent . Sir , I am too old to learn ; Call not your stocks for me . I serve the king ; On whose employment I was sent to you . You shall do small respect , show too bold malice ...
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The dramatic (poetical) works of William Shakspeare; illustr ..., 1 tomas William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1850 |
The dramatic (poetical) works of William Shakspeare; illustr ..., 2 tomas William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1850 |
The dramatic (poetical) works of William Shakspeare; illustr ..., 3 tomas William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1850 |
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