The Plays of William ShakespeareCharles Willliams, 1813 - 913 strán (strany) |
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Strana 4
... Poor souls ! they perish'do Pro . Both , both , my girl : Had I been any god of power , I would By foul play , as thou say'st , were we heav'd thence : Have sunk the sea within the earth , or e'er But blessedly holp bither . It should ...
... Poor souls ! they perish'do Pro . Both , both , my girl : Had I been any god of power , I would By foul play , as thou say'st , were we heav'd thence : Have sunk the sea within the earth , or e'er But blessedly holp bither . It should ...
Strana 4
... Poor souls ! they perish'd . Had I been any god of I would power , Have sunk the sea within the earth , or e'er It should the good ship so have swallowed , and The freighting souls within her . Pro . Be collected ; No more amazement ...
... Poor souls ! they perish'd . Had I been any god of I would power , Have sunk the sea within the earth , or e'er It should the good ship so have swallowed , and The freighting souls within her . Pro . Be collected ; No more amazement ...
Strana 12
... poor credulous monster : - Well drawn , monster , in good sooth . Cal . I'll shew thee every fertile inch o ' the island ; And kiss thy foot : I pr'ythee , be my god . Trin . By this light , a most perfidious and drunken monster ; when ...
... poor credulous monster : - Well drawn , monster , in good sooth . Cal . I'll shew thee every fertile inch o ' the island ; And kiss thy foot : I pr'ythee , be my god . Trin . By this light , a most perfidious and drunken monster ; when ...
Strana 25
... Poor wounded name ! my bosom , as a bed , Shall lodge thee , till thy wound be throughly heal'd ; And thus I search it with a sovereign kiss . But twice , or thrice , was Proteus written down ? Be calm , good wind , blow not a word away ...
... Poor wounded name ! my bosom , as a bed , Shall lodge thee , till thy wound be throughly heal'd ; And thus I search it with a sovereign kiss . But twice , or thrice , was Proteus written down ? Be calm , good wind , blow not a word away ...
Strana 37
... poor Proteus ! thou hast entertain'd A fox , to be the shepherd of thy lambs : Alas , poor fool ! why do I pity him That with his very heart despiseth me ? Because he loves her , he despiseth me ; Because I love him , I must pity him ...
... poor Proteus ! thou hast entertain'd A fox , to be the shepherd of thy lambs : Alas , poor fool ! why do I pity him That with his very heart despiseth me ? Because he loves her , he despiseth me ; Because I love him , I must pity him ...
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