Familiar Quotations: Being an Attempt to Trace to Their Source Passages and Phrases in Common UseLittle, Brown, 1874 - 778 psl. |
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... Leave not a rack behind . We are such stuff As dreams are made on ; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep . Act iv . Sc . I. With foreheads villanous low . Deeper than did ever plummet Act iv . Sc . I. sound , I'll drown my book ...
... Leave not a rack behind . We are such stuff As dreams are made on ; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep . Act iv . Sc . I. With foreheads villanous low . Deeper than did ever plummet Act iv . Sc . I. sound , I'll drown my book ...
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... Act iv . Sc . I. Act iv . Sc . I. After a well - graced actor leaves the stage , Are idly bent on him that enters next , Thinking his prattle to be tedious . Act v . Sc . 2 . KING HENRY IV . , PART I. In those holy Shakespeare . 333 53.
... Act iv . Sc . I. Act iv . Sc . I. After a well - graced actor leaves the stage , Are idly bent on him that enters next , Thinking his prattle to be tedious . Act v . Sc . 2 . KING HENRY IV . , PART I. In those holy Shakespeare . 333 53.
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... was he ; but we rose both at an instant , and fought a long hour by Shrewsbury clock . Act v . Sc . 4 . Purge , and leave sack , and live cleanly . Act v . Sc . 4 . KING HENRY IV . , PART II . Even such Shakespeare . 59.
... was he ; but we rose both at an instant , and fought a long hour by Shrewsbury clock . Act v . Sc . 4 . Purge , and leave sack , and live cleanly . Act v . Sc . 4 . KING HENRY IV . , PART II . Even such Shakespeare . 59.
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... leave this keen encounter of our wits . Act i . Sc . 2 . Was ever woman in this humour woo'd ? Was ever woman in this humour won ? Framed in the prodigality of nature . Act i . Sc . 2 . Act i . Sc . 2 . King Richard III . continued ...
... leave this keen encounter of our wits . Act i . Sc . 2 . Was ever woman in this humour woo'd ? Was ever woman in this humour won ? Framed in the prodigality of nature . Act i . Sc . 2 . Act i . Sc . 2 . King Richard III . continued ...
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... leaves of hope , to - morrow blossoms , And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day , comes a frost , a killing frost . Act iii . Sc . 2 . Vain pomp , and glory of this world , I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd ...
... leaves of hope , to - morrow blossoms , And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day , comes a frost , a killing frost . Act iii . Sc . 2 . Vain pomp , and glory of this world , I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd ...
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Familiar Quotations– Being an Attempt to Trace to Their Source Passages and ... John Bartlett Visos knygos peržiūra - 1872 |
Familiar Quotations– Being an Attempt to Trace to Their Source Passages and ... John Bartlett Visos knygos peržiūra - 1874 |
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