A Glossary of Obscure Words and Phrases in the Writings of Shakspeare and His Contemporaries Traced Etymologically to the Ancient Language of the British People as Spoken Before the Irruption of the Danes and SaxonsS. Low, Marston, Searle, and Rivington, 1887 - 455 strán (strany) |
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