The Creative Reader: An Anthology of Fiction, Drama, Poetry |
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Strana 598
And hither come in ' t : go , hence with diligence ! om Awake , dear heart , awake ! thou hast slept well ; Awake ! word om die bou ni zaiiod day i odb MIRANDA The strangeness of your story put Heaviness in me .
And hither come in ' t : go , hence with diligence ! om Awake , dear heart , awake ! thou hast slept well ; Awake ! word om die bou ni zaiiod day i odb MIRANDA The strangeness of your story put Heaviness in me .
Strana 618
How camest thou to be the siege of this moon - calf ? can he vent Trinculos ? I took him to be killed with a thunder - stroke . But art thou not drowned , Stephano ? I hope now thou art not drowned . Is the storm overblown ?
How camest thou to be the siege of this moon - calf ? can he vent Trinculos ? I took him to be killed with a thunder - stroke . But art thou not drowned , Stephano ? I hope now thou art not drowned . Is the storm overblown ?
Strana 623
Drink , servant - monster , when I bid thee : thy eyes are almost set in thy head . TRINCULO . Where should they be set else ? he ... By this light , thou shalt be my lieutenant , monster , or my standard . Your lieutenant , if you list ...
Drink , servant - monster , when I bid thee : thy eyes are almost set in thy head . TRINCULO . Where should they be set else ? he ... By this light , thou shalt be my lieutenant , monster , or my standard . Your lieutenant , if you list ...
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