The Travellers' Library Shakespeare, Volumul 1Jonathan Cape, 1937 |
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Pagina 34
... brother to great Edward's son , This tongue that runs so roundly in thy head Should run thy head from thy unreverent shoulders . Gaunt O'spare me not , my brother Edward's son , For that I was his father Edward's son . That blood ...
... brother to great Edward's son , This tongue that runs so roundly in thy head Should run thy head from thy unreverent shoulders . Gaunt O'spare me not , my brother Edward's son , For that I was his father Edward's son . That blood ...
Pagina 183
... brother he is in Elysium . Perchance he is not drown'd : what think you sailors ? Cap . It is perchance that you yourself were sav'd . Vio . O my poor brother , and so perchance may he be . Cap . True , madam : and , to comfort you with ...
... brother he is in Elysium . Perchance he is not drown'd : what think you sailors ? Cap . It is perchance that you yourself were sav'd . Vio . O my poor brother , and so perchance may he be . Cap . True , madam : and , to comfort you with ...
Pagina 249
... brother of my blood , your kinsman ; I must have done no less with wit and safety . You throw a strange regard upon me , and by that I do perceive it hath offended you : Pardon me , sweet one , even for the vows We made each other but ...
... brother of my blood , your kinsman ; I must have done no less with wit and safety . You throw a strange regard upon me , and by that I do perceive it hath offended you : Pardon me , sweet one , even for the vows We made each other but ...
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