King LearH. Altemus Company, 1899 - Počet stran: 192 |
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Strana 52
... poor as the king . Lear . If thou be as poor for a subject , as he is for a king , thou art poor enough . What wouldst thou ? Kent . Service . Lear . Whom wouldst thou serve ! Kent . You . Lear . Dost thou know me , fellow ? Kent . No ...
... poor as the king . Lear . If thou be as poor for a subject , as he is for a king , thou art poor enough . What wouldst thou ? Kent . Service . Lear . Whom wouldst thou serve ! Kent . You . Lear . Dost thou know me , fellow ? Kent . No ...
Strana 131
... poor old 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 ...
... poor old 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 ...
Strana 167
William Shakespeare. : Of quick cross lightning to watch - poor perdu ! - With this thin helm ? Mine enemy's dog , Though he had bit me , should have stood that night Against my fire . And wast thou fain , poor father , To hovel thee ...
William Shakespeare. : Of quick cross lightning to watch - poor perdu ! - With this thin helm ? Mine enemy's dog , Though he had bit me , should have stood that night Against my fire . And wast thou fain , poor father , To hovel thee ...
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