The Handy-volume Shakespeare, Zväzok 13G. Routledge, 1871 |
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Strana 21
... thou art , and Cawdor ; and shalt be What thou art promised : —yet do I fear thy nature ; It is too full o ' the milk of human kindness , To catch the nearest way . Thou wouldst be great ; Art not without ambition ; but without The ...
... thou art , and Cawdor ; and shalt be What thou art promised : —yet do I fear thy nature ; It is too full o ' the milk of human kindness , To catch the nearest way . Thou wouldst be great ; Art not without ambition ; but without The ...
Strana 194
William Shakespeare Q. D.. same , Thou art not what thou seem'st ; and if the [ king ; Thou seem'st not what thou art , a god , a For kings like gods should govern every- thing . " How will thy shame be seeded in thine age When thus thy ...
William Shakespeare Q. D.. same , Thou art not what thou seem'st ; and if the [ king ; Thou seem'st not what thou art , a god , a For kings like gods should govern every- thing . " How will thy shame be seeded in thine age When thus thy ...
Strana 272
... thou then more than thou hadst No love , my love , that thou mayst true love call ; [ more . All mine was thine ... art . Gentle thou art , and therefore to be won , Beauteous thou art , therefore to be assail'd ; And when a woman woos ...
... thou then more than thou hadst No love , my love , that thou mayst true love call ; [ more . All mine was thine ... art . Gentle thou art , and therefore to be won , Beauteous thou art , therefore to be assail'd ; And when a woman woos ...
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