King LearH. Altemus Company, 1899 - Počet stran: 192 |
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Strana 131
... eyes ; nor thy fierce sister In his anointed flesh stick boarish fangs . The sea , with such a storm as his bare head In hell - black night endured , would have buoyed up , And quenched the stelléd fires ; Yet , poor old heart , he holp ...
... eyes ; nor thy fierce sister In his anointed flesh stick boarish fangs . The sea , with such a storm as his bare head In hell - black night endured , would have buoyed up , And quenched the stelléd fires ; Yet , poor old heart , he holp ...
Strana 135
... eyes ; I stumbled when I saw full oft ' t is seen , Our means secure us , and our mere defects Prove our commodities . - Ah , dear son Edgar , The food of thy abuséd father's wrath ! Might I but live to see thee in my touch , I'd say I ...
... eyes ; I stumbled when I saw full oft ' t is seen , Our means secure us , and our mere defects Prove our commodities . - Ah , dear son Edgar , The food of thy abuséd father's wrath ! Might I but live to see thee in my touch , I'd say I ...
Strana 157
... eyes ? Lear . O , ho ! are you there with me ! No eyes in your head , nor no money in your purse ? Your eyes are in a heavy case , your purse in a light : yet you see how this world goes . Glo . I see it feelingly . Lear . What , art ...
... eyes ? Lear . O , ho ! are you there with me ! No eyes in your head , nor no money in your purse ? Your eyes are in a heavy case , your purse in a light : yet you see how this world goes . Glo . I see it feelingly . Lear . What , art ...
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