The plays of William Shakespeare, with the corrections and illustr. of various commentators, to which are added notes by S. Johnson, 3 tomas |
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... fair Padua , nursery of arts , I am arriv'd from fruitful Lombardy , The pleasant garden of great Italy ; And , by my father's love and leave , am arm'd With his good - will , and thy good company : Most trusty servant , well approv'd ...
... fair Padua , nursery of arts , I am arriv'd from fruitful Lombardy , The pleasant garden of great Italy ; And , by my father's love and leave , am arm'd With his good - will , and thy good company : Most trusty servant , well approv'd ...
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... fair Mistress , and be happy rivals in Bianca's love , to labour and effect one thing ' specially . Gre . What's that , I pray ? Hor . Marry , Sir , to get a husband for her fifter . Gre . A hufband ! a devil . Hor . I fay , a husband ...
... fair Mistress , and be happy rivals in Bianca's love , to labour and effect one thing ' specially . Gre . What's that , I pray ? Hor . Marry , Sir , to get a husband for her fifter . Gre . A hufband ! a devil . Hor . I fay , a husband ...
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... fair Bianca , so belov'd of me . Gre . Belov'd of me , and that my Gru . And that his bags fhall prove . deeds fhall prove . Hor . Gremio , ' tis now no time to vent our love . Listen to me ; and , if you speak me fair , I'll tell you ...
... fair Bianca , so belov'd of me . Gre . Belov'd of me , and that my Gru . And that his bags fhall prove . deeds fhall prove . Hor . Gremio , ' tis now no time to vent our love . Listen to me ; and , if you speak me fair , I'll tell you ...
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... fair Daughters ? is't he you mean ? Tra . Even he , Biondello . Gre . Hark you , Sir , you mean not her , to Tra . Perhaps , him and her ; what have you to do ? Pet . Not her that chides , Sir , at any hand , I pray . 3 That gives not ...
... fair Daughters ? is't he you mean ? Tra . Even he , Biondello . Gre . Hark you , Sir , you mean not her , to Tra . Perhaps , him and her ; what have you to do ? Pet . Not her that chides , Sir , at any hand , I pray . 3 That gives not ...
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... Fair Leda's Daughter had a thousand wooers ; Then well One more may fair Bianca have , And so she shall . Lucentio fhall make one , Tho ' Paris came , in hope to fpeed alone . Gre . What , this Gentleman will out - talk us all ! Luc ...
... Fair Leda's Daughter had a thousand wooers ; Then well One more may fair Bianca have , And so she shall . Lucentio fhall make one , Tho ' Paris came , in hope to fpeed alone . Gre . What , this Gentleman will out - talk us all ! Luc ...
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The plays of William Shakespeare, with the corrections and illustr ..., 3 tomas William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1765 |
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