The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, 5 tomasJacob Tonson, 1709 - 3324 psl. |
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... Poor John . Draw thy Tool , here comes of the House of the Mountagues . Enter Abram and Balthafar . Sam . My naked Weapon is out ; quarrel , I will back thee . Greg . How ? turn thy back and run ? Sam . Fear me not . Greg . No , marry ...
... Poor John . Draw thy Tool , here comes of the House of the Mountagues . Enter Abram and Balthafar . Sam . My naked Weapon is out ; quarrel , I will back thee . Greg . How ? turn thy back and run ? Sam . Fear me not . Greg . No , marry ...
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... poor , That when the dies , with Beauty dies her ftore . Ben . Then the hath fworn , that she will ftill live chaste ? Rom . She hath , and in that sparing makes huge waste . For Beauty starv'd with her feverity , Cuts Beauty off from ...
... poor , That when the dies , with Beauty dies her ftore . Ben . Then the hath fworn , that she will ftill live chaste ? Rom . She hath , and in that sparing makes huge waste . For Beauty starv'd with her feverity , Cuts Beauty off from ...
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... poor Prifoner in his twifted Gyves , And with a filken thread plucks it again , So loving jealous of his Liberty . Rom . I would I were thy Bird . Jul . Sweet , fo would I , Yet I fhould kill thee with much cherishing : Good Night ...
... poor Prifoner in his twifted Gyves , And with a filken thread plucks it again , So loving jealous of his Liberty . Rom . I would I were thy Bird . Jul . Sweet , fo would I , Yet I fhould kill thee with much cherishing : Good Night ...
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... poor Romeo , he is already dead , ftabb'd with a white Wench's black Eye , run through the Ear with a Love - fong , the very Pin of his Heart cleft with the blind Bow - boy's but - fhaft ; and is he a Man to Encounter Ty- balt ? Ben ...
... poor Romeo , he is already dead , ftabb'd with a white Wench's black Eye , run through the Ear with a Love - fong , the very Pin of his Heart cleft with the blind Bow - boy's but - fhaft ; and is he a Man to Encounter Ty- balt ? Ben ...
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... Poor Bankrupt break at once ; To prifon Eyes , ne'er look on Liberty , Vile Earth to Earth refign , end motion here , And thou and Romeo prefs one heavy Bier . Nur . O Tybalt , Tybalt , the best Friend I had : O courteous Tybalt ...
... Poor Bankrupt break at once ; To prifon Eyes , ne'er look on Liberty , Vile Earth to Earth refign , end motion here , And thou and Romeo prefs one heavy Bier . Nur . O Tybalt , Tybalt , the best Friend I had : O courteous Tybalt ...
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The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;– In Eight Volumes. Adorn'd with Cutts William Shakespeare,Nicholas Rowe Visos knygos peržiūra - 1714 |
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