The Handy-volume Shakespeare, Zväzok 13G. Routledge, 1871 |
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Strana 13
... shalt be king hereafter . Ban . Good sir , why do you start ; and seem to fear [ of truth , Things that do sound so fair ? —I ' the name Are ye fantastical , or that indeed Which outwardly ye show ? My noble partner You greet with ...
... shalt be king hereafter . Ban . Good sir , why do you start ; and seem to fear [ of truth , Things that do sound so fair ? —I ' the name Are ye fantastical , or that indeed Which outwardly ye show ? My noble partner You greet with ...
Strana 21
... shalt be ! This have I thought good to deliver thee , my dearest partner of greatness ; that thou mightest not lose the dues of re- joicing , by being ignorant of what greatness is promised thee . Lay it to thy heart , and farewell ...
... shalt be ! This have I thought good to deliver thee , my dearest partner of greatness ; that thou mightest not lose the dues of re- joicing , by being ignorant of what greatness is promised thee . Lay it to thy heart , and farewell ...
Strana 144
... shalt thou see the dew - bedabbled wretch Turn , and return , indenting with the way ; Each envious briar his weary legs doth scratch , Each shadow makes him stop , each murmur stay : For misery is trodden on by many , And being low ...
... shalt thou see the dew - bedabbled wretch Turn , and return , indenting with the way ; Each envious briar his weary legs doth scratch , Each shadow makes him stop , each murmur stay : For misery is trodden on by many , And being low ...
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