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... elfe thou dieft in thine unthankfulness , and thine ignorance makes thee away : farewell . When thou haft leifure , fay thy prayers ; when thou haft none , remember thy friends ; get thee a good hufband , and use him as he uses thee ...
... elfe thou dieft in thine unthankfulness , and thine ignorance makes thee away : farewell . When thou haft leifure , fay thy prayers ; when thou haft none , remember thy friends ; get thee a good hufband , and use him as he uses thee ...
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... Elfe Paris , and the medicine , and the King , Had from the converfation of my thoughts Haply been abfent then . Count . But think you , Helen , fool A ridicule on that foolish expletive of speech B 2 If Sc . 7 . 15 ALL'S WELL THAT ...
... Elfe Paris , and the medicine , and the King , Had from the converfation of my thoughts Haply been abfent then . Count . But think you , Helen , fool A ridicule on that foolish expletive of speech B 2 If Sc . 7 . 15 ALL'S WELL THAT ...
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... elfe does err .... [ Exeunt . SCENE VIL Manent Parolles and Lafeu . Laf . Do you hear , Monfieur ? a word with you . Par . Your pleasure , Sir ? Laf . Your lord and mafter did well to make his re- cantation . C 3 J Par Par . Recantation ...
... elfe does err .... [ Exeunt . SCENE VIL Manent Parolles and Lafeu . Laf . Do you hear , Monfieur ? a word with you . Par . Your pleasure , Sir ? Laf . Your lord and mafter did well to make his re- cantation . C 3 J Par Par . Recantation ...
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... elfe ? Par . That you will take your inftant leave o ' th ' King , And make this hafte as your own good proceeding : Strengthen'd with what apology you think May make it probable need . Hel . What more commands he ? Par . That having ...
... elfe ? Par . That you will take your inftant leave o ' th ' King , And make this hafte as your own good proceeding : Strengthen'd with what apology you think May make it probable need . Hel . What more commands he ? Par . That having ...
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... elfe ! Wid . So now they come : That is Antonio , the Duke's eldest fon ; That , Efcalus . Hel . Which is the Frenchman ? Dia . He ; That with the plume ; ' tis a moft gallant fellow ; I would he lov'd his wife ! if he were honefler ...
... elfe ! Wid . So now they come : That is Antonio , the Duke's eldest fon ; That , Efcalus . Hel . Which is the Frenchman ? Dia . He ; That with the plume ; ' tis a moft gallant fellow ; I would he lov'd his wife ! if he were honefler ...
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The Works Of Shakespear. In which the Beauties Observed by Pope, Warburton ... William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1769 |
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