King LearH. Altemus Company, 1899 - Počet stran: 192 |
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... master , Stocking his messenger . Corn . Fetch forth the stocks ! As I have life and honour , there shall he sit till noon . Reg . Till noon ! till night , my lord ; and all night too . Kent . Why , madam , if I were your father's dog ...
... master , Stocking his messenger . Corn . Fetch forth the stocks ! As I have life and honour , there shall he sit till noon . Reg . Till noon ! till night , my lord ; and all night too . Kent . Why , madam , if I were your father's dog ...
Strana 126
... master ? Kent . Here , sir ; but trouble him not - his wits are gone . Glo . Good friend , I pr'ythee , take him in thy arms ; I have o'erheard a plot of death upon him . There is a litter ready ; lay him in ' t , And drive toward Dover ...
... master ? Kent . Here , sir ; but trouble him not - his wits are gone . Glo . Good friend , I pr'ythee , take him in thy arms ; I have o'erheard a plot of death upon him . There is a litter ready ; lay him in ' t , And drive toward Dover ...
Strana 137
... master ! Glo . Here , take this purse , thou whom the heavens ' plagues Have humbled to all strokes : that I am wretched Makes thee the happier : -heavens , deal so still ! Let the superfluous and lust - dieted man That slaves your ...
... master ! Glo . Here , take this purse , thou whom the heavens ' plagues Have humbled to all strokes : that I am wretched Makes thee the happier : -heavens , deal so still ! Let the superfluous and lust - dieted man That slaves your ...
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