The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Eight Volumes. Adorn'd with CuttsJacob Tonson at Shakespear's-head over-against Catherine-Street in the Strand, 1714 |
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... hast thou been blind ? Simp . O born fo , Master . Glo . What , and would't climb a Tree ? Simp . But that in all my Life , when I was a Youth , Wife . Too true , and bought his climbing very dear . Glo . Mafs , thou lov'ft Plums well ...
... hast thou been blind ? Simp . O born fo , Master . Glo . What , and would't climb a Tree ? Simp . But that in all my Life , when I was a Youth , Wife . Too true , and bought his climbing very dear . Glo . Mafs , thou lov'ft Plums well ...
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... hast done . I rather would have loft my Life betimes , Than bring a burthen of Difhonour home , By ftaying there fo long , till all were loft . Shew me one Scar character'd on thy Skin : Mens Flesh preferv'd fo whole , do feldom win . 9 ...
... hast done . I rather would have loft my Life betimes , Than bring a burthen of Difhonour home , By ftaying there fo long , till all were loft . Shew me one Scar character'd on thy Skin : Mens Flesh preferv'd fo whole , do feldom win . 9 ...
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... hast thou vanquish'd him , For Hand to Hand he would have vanquish'd thee ; Now my Soul's Palace is become a Prison : Ah , would fhe break from hence , that this my Body Might in the Ground be clofed up in reft ; For never henceforth ...
... hast thou vanquish'd him , For Hand to Hand he would have vanquish'd thee ; Now my Soul's Palace is become a Prison : Ah , would fhe break from hence , that this my Body Might in the Ground be clofed up in reft ; For never henceforth ...
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The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;– In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, 4 tomas William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1709 |
The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;– In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, 4 tomas William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1709 |
The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;– In Eight Volumes. Adorn'd ..., 4 tomas William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1714 |
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