I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds, And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war; to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt; the strong-bas'd promontory... The family Shakespeare [expurgated by T. Bowdler]. in which those words are ... - Strana 17 podľa William Shakespeare - 1843 Úplné zobrazenie -
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