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 Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven. And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe, And then from hour to hour we rot and rot; And thereby hangs a tale.  Midsummer night's dream ; Merchant of Venice ; As you like it ; Taming of ... - Strana 616 podľa William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709 Úplné zobrazenie -
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