The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, 3 tomas |
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Come , go along , and see the truth hereof : For our first merriment hath made thee jealous . [ Exeunt Pet . Cath . and Vin , Hor . Well , Petruchio , this hath put me in heart . Have to my widow ; and if fhe be froward , Then haft thou ...
Come , go along , and see the truth hereof : For our first merriment hath made thee jealous . [ Exeunt Pet . Cath . and Vin , Hor . Well , Petruchio , this hath put me in heart . Have to my widow ; and if fhe be froward , Then haft thou ...
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Teach me , dear creature , how to think and speak ; Lay open to my earthy grofs conceit , Smother'd in errors , feeble , fhallow , weak , The folding meaning of your words ' deceit ; Against my foul's pure truth why labour you , To make ...
Teach me , dear creature , how to think and speak ; Lay open to my earthy grofs conceit , Smother'd in errors , feeble , fhallow , weak , The folding meaning of your words ' deceit ; Against my foul's pure truth why labour you , To make ...
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Come , jailor , bring me where the goldfmith is , I long to know the truth hereof at large . SCENE XI . Enter Antipholis of Syracufe , with his rapier drawn , and Dromio of Syracufe . Luc . God , for thy mercy ! they are loose again .
Come , jailor , bring me where the goldfmith is , I long to know the truth hereof at large . SCENE XI . Enter Antipholis of Syracufe , with his rapier drawn , and Dromio of Syracufe . Luc . God , for thy mercy ! they are loose again .
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Ne'er may I look on day , nor fleep on night , But fhe tells to your highness fimple truth ! Ang . O perjur'd woman ! they are both forfworn . In this the mad - man juftly chargeth them . E. Ant . My Liege , I am advifed , what I fay .
Ne'er may I look on day , nor fleep on night , But fhe tells to your highness fimple truth ! Ang . O perjur'd woman ! they are both forfworn . In this the mad - man juftly chargeth them . E. Ant . My Liege , I am advifed , what I fay .
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Ang . My Lord , in truth , thus far I witnefs with him ; That he din'd not at home , but was lock'd out . Duke . But he had fuch a chain of thee , or no ? Ang . He had , my Lord ; and when he ran in here , These people faw the chain ...
Ang . My Lord , in truth , thus far I witnefs with him ; That he din'd not at home , but was lock'd out . Duke . But he had fuch a chain of thee , or no ? Ang . He had , my Lord ; and when he ran in here , These people faw the chain ...
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| Pavadinimas | The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, 3 tomas The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, William Shakespeare |
| Autorius | William Shakespeare |
| Leidėjas | J. and R. Tonson, 1765 |
| Originalas iš | Niujorko viešoji biblioteka |
| Pakeista skaitmenine forma | 28 gruodžio 2006 |
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