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Strona 15
... thou hast perswaded ; what none hath dared , thou hast done ; and whom all the world hath flattered , thou only hast cast out of the world and despised : thou hast drawne together all the farre stretched greatnesse , all the pride ...
... thou hast perswaded ; what none hath dared , thou hast done ; and whom all the world hath flattered , thou only hast cast out of the world and despised : thou hast drawne together all the farre stretched greatnesse , all the pride ...
Strona 22
... thou shalt lack , Base Phrygian Turk ! Ibid . Thou art the Mars of malcontents . Ibid . Here will be an old abusing of God's patience and the king's English . We burn daylight . There's the humour of it . Act i . Sc . 4 . Act ii . Sc ...
... thou shalt lack , Base Phrygian Turk ! Ibid . Thou art the Mars of malcontents . Ibid . Here will be an old abusing of God's patience and the king's English . We burn daylight . There's the humour of it . Act i . Sc . 4 . Act ii . Sc ...
Strona 44
... thou winter wind , Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude . Ibid . The fair , the chaste and unexpressive she . Act iii . Sc . 2 . It goes much against my stomach . Hast any phi- 44 SHAKESPEARE .
... thou winter wind , Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude . Ibid . The fair , the chaste and unexpressive she . Act iii . Sc . 2 . It goes much against my stomach . Hast any phi- 44 SHAKESPEARE .
Strona 49
... thou think , because thou art virtu- ous , there shall be no more cakes and ale ? Clo . Yes , by Saint Anne , and ginger shall be hot i ' the mouth too . These most brisk and giddy - paced times . Let still the woman take Ibid . Act ii ...
... thou think , because thou art virtu- ous , there shall be no more cakes and ale ? Clo . Yes , by Saint Anne , and ginger shall be hot i ' the mouth too . These most brisk and giddy - paced times . Let still the woman take Ibid . Act ii ...
Strona 53
... Thou slave , thou wretch , thou coward ! Thou little valiant , great in villany ! Thou ever strong upon the stronger side ! Thou Fortune's champion that dost never fight But when her humorous ladyship is by Ibid.1 To teach thee safety ...
... Thou slave , thou wretch , thou coward ! Thou little valiant , great in villany ! Thou ever strong upon the stronger side ! Thou Fortune's champion that dost never fight But when her humorous ladyship is by Ibid.1 To teach thee safety ...
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