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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... Faces . Oh , that I could but call thefe dead to life , It were enough to fright the Realm of France . Were but his Picture left among you here , It would amaze the proudeft of you all . Give me their Bodies that I may bear them hence ...
... Faces . Oh , that I could but call thefe dead to life , It were enough to fright the Realm of France . Were but his Picture left among you here , It would amaze the proudeft of you all . Give me their Bodies that I may bear them hence ...
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... face , or fain . Reig . Upon thy Princely Warrant , I descend ; To give thee Answer of thy juft demand . Suf . And here I will expect thy coming . Trumpets found . Enter Reignier . Reig . Welcome , brave Earl , into our Territories ...
... face , or fain . Reig . Upon thy Princely Warrant , I descend ; To give thee Answer of thy juft demand . Suf . And here I will expect thy coming . Trumpets found . Enter Reignier . Reig . Welcome , brave Earl , into our Territories ...
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... Face , A World of Earthly Bleffings to my Soul , If fympathy of Love unite our Thoughts . Q. Mar. Great King of England , and my gracious Lord , The mutual Conference that my Mind hath had , By Day , by Night , waking , and in my Dreams ...
... Face , A World of Earthly Bleffings to my Soul , If fympathy of Love unite our Thoughts . Q. Mar. Great King of England , and my gracious Lord , The mutual Conference that my Mind hath had , By Day , by Night , waking , and in my Dreams ...
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... Face I fee thy Fury : If I longer ftay , We shall begin our ancient Bickerings . Lordings farewel , and fay when I am gone , I prophefi'd , France will be loft ere long . Car . So , there goes our Protector in a Rage : ' Tis known to ...
... Face I fee thy Fury : If I longer ftay , We shall begin our ancient Bickerings . Lordings farewel , and fay when I am gone , I prophefi'd , France will be loft ere long . Car . So , there goes our Protector in a Rage : ' Tis known to ...
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... Face , Until thy Head be circled with the fame . Put forth thy Hand , reach at the glorious Gold . What , is't too fhort ? I'll lengthen it with mine . And having both together heav'd it up , We'll both together lift our Heads to Heaven ...
... Face , Until thy Head be circled with the fame . Put forth thy Hand , reach at the glorious Gold . What , is't too fhort ? I'll lengthen it with mine . And having both together heav'd it up , We'll both together lift our Heads to Heaven ...
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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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