Obrázky stránek

And yet,

but is a physician to comment on your malady, (But for my duty to your ladyship. Vol. But tell me, dost thou know my lady Silvia ? Sil. I thank

you, gentle servant : 'tis very clerkly! Speed. She, that you gaze on so, as she sits at done. Bupper?

Val. Now trust me, madam, it came hardly off ; Val. Hast thou observ'd that ? even she I mean. For, being ignorant to whom it goes, Speed. Why, sir, I know her not.

I wilt at random, very doubtfully. Vol. Dost thou know her by my gazing on her, Sil. Perchance you think too much d so much and yet know'st her not?

pains ? Speed. Is she not hard-favour'd, sir?

Val. No, madam ; so it stead you, I will write, Val. Not so fair, boy, as well favoured. Please you command, a thousand times as much : Speed. Sir, I know that well enough. Val. What dost thou know?

Sil. A pretty period! Well, I guess the sequel ; Speed. That she is not so fair, as (of you) well And yet I will not name it :-and yet I care not ;favoured.

And yet take this again;-and yet I thank you; Val. I mean, that her beauty is exquisite, but Meaning henceforth to trouble you no more. her favour infinite.

Speed. And yet you will; and yet another yet. Speed. That's because the one is painted, and

Aside. the other out of all count.

Val. What means your ladyship? do you not Val. How painted ? and how out of count?

like it? Speed. Marry, sir, so painted, to make her fair, Sil. Yes, yes; the lines are very quaintly writ: that no man counts of her beauty:

But since unwillingly, take them again ; Val. How esteemest thou me? I account of her Nay, take them. beauty.

Vd. Madam, they are for you. Speed. You never saw her since she was de- Sil. Ay, ay; you writ them, sir, at my request : formed.

But I will none of them ; they are for you : Val. How long hath she been deformed ? I would have had them writ more movingly. Speed. Ever since you loved her.

Val. Please you, I'll write your ladyship another. Val. I have loved her ever since I saw her, and Sil. And, when it's writ, for my sake read it over : still I see her beautiful.

And, if it please you, so ; if not, why, so. Speed. If you love her, you cannot see her. Val. If it please me, madam! what then? Val. Why?

Sil. Why, if it please you, take it for your labour : Speed. Because love is blind. 0, that you had And so good morrow, servant. ļExit Silvia. mine eyes; or your own had the lights they were Speed. O jest unseen, inscrutable, invisible, wont to have, when you chid at Sir Proteus for As a nose on a man's face, or a weathercock on a going ungartered!

steeple ! Val. What should I see then ?

My master sues to her; and she hath taught her Speed. Your own present folly, and her passing suitor, deformity: for he, being in love, could not see to He being her pupil

, to become her tutor. garter his hose; and you, being in love, cannot see excellent device! was there ever heard a better? to put on your hose.

That my master, being scribe, to him self should Pal. Belike, boy, then you are in love; for last write the letter? morning you could not see to wipe my shoes. Val. How now, sir ? what are you reasoning

Speed. True, sir; I was in love with my bed : I with yourself? thank you, you swinged' me for my love, which Speed. Nay, I was rhyming; 'tis you that have makes me the bolder to chide you for yours.

the reason. Vol. In conclusion, I stand affected to her. Val. To do what? Speed. I would you were set ; so, your affection Speed. To be a spokesman from madam Silvia.

Val. To whom? Pal. Last night she enjoined me to write some Speed. To yourself: why, she wooes you by a lines to one she loves.

figure. Speed. And have you ?

Val. What figure ? Val. I have.

Speed. By a letter, I should say. Speed, Are they not lamely writ?

Val. Why, she hath not writ to me. Val. No, boy, but as well as I can do them :- Speed. What need she, when she hath made you Peace, here she comes.

write to yourself? Why, do you not perceive the Enter Silvia.

Val. No, believe me.

Speed. No believing you indeed, sir; but did . Speed. O excellent motion!? O exceeding pup- you perceive her earnest? pet! now will he interpret to her.

Val. She give me none, except an angry word, Val. Madam and mistress, a thousand good

Specd. Why, she hath given you a letter, morrows.

Val. That's the letter I writ to her friend Speed. O, 'give you good even! here's a million

Speed. And that letter hath she delivered, and of manners.


there an end.* Sv. Sir Valentine and servant, to you two thou- Val. I would, it were no worse.

Speed. I'll warrant you, 'tis as well: Speed. He should give her interest; and she gives it him.

For often you have writ to her; and she, in Vol. As you enjoin'd me, I have writ your letter, modesty, Unto the secret nameless friend of yours; Which I was much unwilling to proceed in,

Or else for want of idle time, could not again

reply, (1) Whipped. (2) A puppet-show Like a scholar,

(4) There's the conclusion T.

would cease.

jest ?


Or fearing else some messenger, that might her so. Now come I to my father; Father, your bless mind discover,

ing; now should not the shoe speak a word for Herself hath laught 'her love himself to write weeping ; now should I kiss my father ; well, he unto her lover.

weeps on :--now come I to my mother, (, that she

could speak now!) like a wood woman ;-well, I all this I speak in print; for in print I found it. kiss her;-why there'tis ; here's my mother's breath Why musc you, sir? 'tis dinner-time.

up and down: now come I to my sister ; mark the Val. I have dined.

moan she makes: now the dog all this while sheuls Speed. Ay, but hearken, sir: though the came- not a tear, nor speaks a word; but see how I lay leon, Love, can seed on the air, I am one that am the dust with my tears." nourished by my victuals, and would fain have meat: 0, be not like your mistress; be moved, be

Enter Panthino. moved.


Pan. Launce, away, away, aboard; thy master SCENE II.-Verona. A room in Julia's house. is shipped, and thou art to post after with oars. Enter Proteus and Julia.

What's the matter? why weepest thou, man? Away,

ass; you will lose the tide, if you tarry any longer. Pro. Have patience, gentle Julia.

Laun. It is no matter if the ty'd were lost; for it

is the unkindest ty'd that ever any man ty'd. Jul. I must, where is no remedy.

Pan. What's the unkindest tide ?
Pro. When possibly I can, I will return.
Jul. If you turn not, you will return the sooner:

Laun. Why, he that's ty'd here; Crab, my dog. Keep this remembrance for thy Julia's sake.

Pan. Tut, man, I mean thoul't lose the flood;

(Giving a ring, and, in losing the flood, lose thy voyage ; and, in Pro. Why then we'll make exchange ; here; losing thy voyage lose hy master; and, in losing take you this.

thy master, lose thy service; and, in losing thy Jul. And seal the bargain with a holy kiss.

service,-Why dost ihou stop my mouth! Pro. Here is my hand for my true constancy;

Laun. For fear thou should'st lose thy tongue.

Pan. Where should I lose my tongue?
And when that hour o'er-slips me in the day,
Wherein I sigh not, Julia, for thy sake,

Laun. In thy tale.
The next ensuing hour some foul mischance

Pan. In thy taii ? Torment me for my love's forgetfulness !

Laun. Lose the tide, and the voyage, and the My father stays my coming; answer not;

master, and the service? The tide !-why, man, The tide is now: nay, not the tide of tears ;

if the river were dry, I am able to fill it with my That tide will stay me longer than I should;

tears; if the wind were down, I could drive the

(Exil Julia.boat with my sighs. Julia, farewell. What! gone without a word ?

Pan. Come, come away, man; I was sent to

call thce. Ay, so true love should do: it cannot speak;

Laun. Sir, call me what thou darest.
For truth hath better deeds, than words, to grace it.

Pan. Wilt thou go?
Enler Panthino,
Lanın. Well, I will go.

[Exeunt. Pan. Sir Prolcus, you are staid for.

SCENE IV.-Milan. in apartment in the Pro. Go; I come, I come:

Duke's palace. Enter Valentine, Silvia, ThuAlus! this parting strikes poor lovers dumb.

rio, and Speed. (Exeunt.

Sil. Servant SCENE III.- The same. A street. Enler Val. Mistress ? Launce, leading a dog.

Speed. Master, Sir Thurio frowns on you.

Val. Ay, boy, it's for love. Launce, Nay, 'twill be this hour ere I have done

Speed. Not of you. wceping; all the kind' of the Launces have this

Val. Of my mistress then. very fault: I have received my proportion, like the Speed. 'Twere good, you knocked him. prodigious son, and am going with Sir Proteus to

Si. Servant, you are sad." the Imperial's court. I think, Crab my dog be the Val. Indeed, madam, I seem so. sourest-natured dog that lives: iny mother weeping, Thu. Scem you that you are not? my father wailing, my sister crying, our maid howl

Val. Haply, * I do. ing, our cat wringing her hands, and all our house Thu, So do counterfeits. in a great perplexity, yet did not this cruel-hearted

Val. So do you. cur shed one tear: he is a stone, a very pebble- Thu. What seem I, that I am not ? stone, and has no more pity in him than a dog: a Val. Wisc. Jew would have wept to have seen our parting; Thu. What instance of the contrary? why, my grandam having no eyes, look you, wept Vol. Your folly. herself blind at my parting. Nay, I'll show you Thu. And how quotes you my folly ? the manner of it: This shoe is my father ;-No, this Val. I quote it in your jerkin. les shoe is my father ;-10, no, this lcs shoe is my Thu. My jerkin is a doublet. mother; nay, that cannot be so neither ;-yes, it is Val. Well, then, I'll double your folly. so, it is so: it hath the worser sole: this shoe, with Thul. How? the hole in it, is my mother, and this my father : a Sil. What, angry, sir Thurio? do you change vengeance on't! there'tis: now, sir, this staff is my colour ? sister; for, look you, she is as white as a lily, and as amall as a wand: this hat is Nan, our maid; I am camclcon.

Val. Give him leave, madam; he is a kind of the dog :-no, the dog is himself, and I am the Thu. That hath more mind to feed on your blood, dog. -0, the dog is me, and I am myself; ay, so, than live in your air.

(1) Kindred, (2) Crazy, distracted, (3) Serious, (4) Perhaps, (5) Obøerye,

seech you,



Vd. You have said, sir.

Sil. Belike, that now she hath enfranchis'd Thu, Ay, sir, and done too, for this time.

them Val. I know it well, sir ; you always end ere you Upon some other pawn for fealty. begin.

Val. Nay, sure, I think, she holds them prisoSil . A fine volley of words, gentlemen, and quick

ners still. ly shot off.

Sil. Nay, then he should be blind ; and, being Paulo 'Tis indeed, madam ; we thank the blind, giver.

How could he see his way to seek out you ? Sil. Who is that, servant ?

Val. Why, lady, love hath twenty pair of eyes. Val. Yourself, sweet lady; for you gave the fire: Thu. They say, that love hath not an eye at all. Sir Thurio borrows his wit from your ladyship's Val. To see such lovers, Thurio, as your self; looks, and spends what he borrows, kindly in your Upon a homely object love can wink. company. Thu. "Sir, if you spend word for word with me,

Enter Proteus. I shall make your wit bankrupt.

Val. I know it well, sir: you have an exchequer Sil. Have done, have done ; here comes the of words, and, I think, no other treasure to give gentleman. your followers; for it appears by their bare liveries, Val. Welcome, dear Proteus !-Mistress, I bcthat they live by your bare words. Sil

. No more, gentlemen, no more; here comes Confirm his welcome with some special favour. my father.

Sil. His worth is warrant for his welcome hither,

If this be he you oft have wish'd to hear from. Enter Duke.

Val. Mistress, it is : sweet lady, entertain him

To be my fellow-servant to your ladyship. Duke. Now, daughter Silvia, you are hard beset. Sil. Too low a mistress for so high a servant. Sir Valentine, your father's in good health: Pro. Not so, sweet lady; but too mcan a servant What say you to a letter froin your friends To have a look of such a worthy mistress. Of much good news?

Val. Leave off discourse of disability : My lord, I will be thankful Sweet lady, entertain him for your servant. To any happy messenger from thence.

Pro. My duty will I boast of, nothing else. Dike. Know you Don Antonio, your country- Sil. And duty never yet did want his meed; man?

Servant, you are welcome to a worthless mistress, Val. Ay, my good lord, I know the gentleman Pro. l'il dic on him that says so, but yourself. To be of worth, and worthy estimation,

Sil. That you are welcome? And not without desert so well reputed.


that you are worthless. . Duke, Hath he not a son ? Val. Ay, my good lord; a son, that well de

Enler Servant. The honour and regard of such a father.

Ser. Madam, my lord your father would speak Duke. You know him well ? Val. I knew him as myself; for from our in- Sil. I'll wait upon his pleasure. [Exit Servant. fancy

Come, Sir Thurio, We have convers'd, and spent our hours together: Go with me:-Once more, new servant, welcome: And though mysell have been an idle truant,

I'll leave you to confer of home affairs ; Omitting the sweet benefit of time,

When you have done, we look to hear from you. To clothe mine age with angel-like perfection; Pro. We'll both attend upon your ladyship. Yet hath Sir Proteus, for that's his name,

(Ercunt Silvia, Thurio, and Speed, Made use and fair advantage of his days:

Val. Now, tell me, how do'all from whence you His years but young, but his experience old;

came? His head unmellow'd, but his judgınent ripe; Pro. Your friends are well, and have them much And, in a word (for far behind his worth

commended. Come all the praises that I now bestow,)

Val. And how do yours? He is complete in feature, and in mind,


I left them all in health. With all good grace to grace a gentleman. Val. How does your lady? and how thrives your Duke. Beshrew me, sir, but, if he make this love? good,

Pro. My tales of love were wont to weary you : He is as worthy for an empress' love,

I know, you joy not in a love-discourse. As meet to be an emperor's counsellor.

Val. Ay, Proteus, but that life is alter'd now: Well, sir; this gentleman is come to me,

I have done penance for contemning love; With commendalion from great potentates; Whose high imperious thoughts have punish'd me And here he means to spend his time awhile:

With bitter fasts, with penitential groans, I think, 'tis no unwelcome news to you.

With nightly tears, and daily heart-sore sighs ; Val. Should I have wish'd a thing, it had been For, in revenge of my contempt of love, he.

Love hath chas'd sleep from my enthralled eyes, Duke. Welcome him then according to his And made them watchers of mine own heart's sor.

Silvia, I speak to you; and you, Sir Thurio :- 0, gentle Proteus, love's a mighty lord ;
For Valentine, I need not citer him to it: And hath so humbled me, as, I confoss,
I'll send him hither to you presently. (Exit Duke. There is no wo to his correction,

Val. This is the gentleman, I told your ladyship, Nor, to his service, no such joy on earth'
Had come along with me, but that his mistress

Now, no discourse, except it be of love; Did hold his eyes lock'd in her crystal looks. Now can I break my fast, dine, sup, and sleep, (1) III betide,

Upon the very naked name of love, (2) Incite,


Pro. Enough; I read your fortune in your eye i


with you.


Was this the idol that you worship so ?

I'Tis but her picture I have yet beheld,
Val. Even she; and is she nota heavenly saint ? And that hath dazzled my reason's light;
Pro. No; but she is an earthly paragon.

But when I look on her perfections,
Vd. Call her divine.

There is no reason but I shall be blind. Pro.

I will not flatter her. If I can check my erring love, I will;. Val. O, Natter me; for love delights in praises. If not, to compass her I'll use my skill. [Exit. Pro. When I was sick, you gave me bitter pills;

SCENE V.-The same. A street. Enter Speed And I must minister the like to you.

and Launce, Val. Then speak the truth by her; if not divine, Yet let her be a principality,

Speed. Launce ! by mine honesty, welcome to Sovereign to all the creatures on the earth. Milan. Pro. Except my mistress.

Laun. Forswear not thyself, sweet youth; for I Val.

Sweet, except not any; am not welcome. I reckon this always—that'a man Except thou wilt except against my love. is never undone, till he be hanged; nor never wel

Pro. Have I not reason to prefer mine own? come to a place, till some certain shot be paid, and

Val. And I will help thee to prefer her too: the hostess say, welcome. She shall be dignified with this high honour,- Speed. Come on, you mad-cap, I'll to the aleTo bear my lady's train : lest the base earth house with you presently; where for one shot of Should from her vesture chance to steal a kiss, five pence, thou shalt have five thousand welcomes. And, of so great a favour growing proud,

But, sirrah, how did thy master part with madain Disdain to root the summer-swelling flower,

Julia. And make rough winter everlasting.

Laun. Marry, after they closed in earnest, they Pro. Why, Valentine, what braggardism is this? parted very fairly in jest.

Val. Pardon me, Proteus: all i can, is nothing Speed. But shall she marry him?
To her, whose worth makes other worthies nothing; Laun. No.
She is alone.

Speed. How then ? shall he marry her ?
Pro. Then let her alone.

Laun. No, neither. Val. Not for the world: why, man, she is mine Speed. What are they broken? own;

Laun. No, they are both as whole as a fish. And I as rich'in having such a jewel,

Speed. Why then, how stands the matter with As twenty scas, if all their sand were pearl,

them? The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold.

Laun. Marry, thus; when it stands well with Forgive me, that I do not dream on thee, him, it stands well with her. Because thou scest me dote upon my love.

Speed. What an ass art thou! I understand thče My foolish rival, that her father likes,

not. Only for his possessions are so huge,

Laun. What a block art thou, that thou canst Is gone with her along; and I must afler, not! My staff understands me. For love, thou know'st, is full of jealousy.

Speed. What thou say'st ? Pro. But she loves you ?

Laun. Ay, and what I do too: look thee, I'll Val.

Ay, and we are betroth'd ; but lean, and my staff understands me. Nay, more, our marriage hour,

Speed. It stands under thee, indeed. With all the cunning manner of our flight,

Laun. Why, stand under and understand is all Determin'd of: how I must climb her window; orie, The ladder made of cords; and all the means Speed. But tell me true, will’t be a match? Plotted; and 'greed on, fór my happiness.

Laun. Ask my dog: if he say, ay, it will; if he Good Proteus, go with me to my chamber, say, no, it will; if he shake his tail, and say noIn these affairs to aid me with thy counsel. thing, it will.

Pro. Go on before; I shall inquire you forth: Speed. The conclusion is then, that it will. I must unto the road, to disembark

Laun. Thou shalt never get such a secret from Some necessaries that I needs must use;

me, but by a parable. And then I'll presently attend you.

Speed. "Tis well that I get it so. But, Launce, Val. Will you make haste ?

how say'st thou, that my master is become a notaPro. I will.

(Exil Val. ble lover? Even as one heat another heat expels,

Laun. I never knew him otherwise.
Or as one nail by strength drives out another, Speed. Than how?
So the remembrance of my former love

Laun. A notable lubber, as thou reportest him Is by a newer object quite forgotten.

to be. Is it mine eye, or Valentinus praise,

Speed. Why, thou whoreson ass, thou mistakest Her true perfection, or my false transgression, That makes me, reasonless, to reason thus? Laun. Why, fool, I meant not thee; I meant She's fair ; and so is Julia, that I love;-. thy master. That I did love, for now my love is thaw'd; Speed. I tell thee, my master is become a hot Which, like a waxen image 'gainst a lire,

lover. Bears no impression of the thing it was.

Laun. Why, I tell thee, I care not though he Methinks, my zeal to Valentine is cold;

burn himself in love. If thou wilt go with me to the And that I love him not, as I was wont:

ale-house, so; if not, thou art a Hebrew, a Jew, O! but I love his lady too, too much;

and not worth the name of a Christian. And that's the reason I love him so little.

Speed. Why? How shall I dote on her with more advice,!

Laun. Because thou hast not so much charity in That thus without advice begin to love her! thee, as to go to the ale-house with a Christian :

Wilt thou go? (1) On further knowledge,

Speed. At thy service,



Luc. I do not seek to quench your love's hot fire ; SCENE VI.-The same. An apartment in the But qualify the fire's extreme rage, palace. Enter Proteus.

Lest it should burn above the bounds of reason.

Jub. The more thou dam’st* it up, the more it Pro. To leave my Julia, shall I be forsworn;

burns; To love fair Silvia, shall I be forsworn;

The current, that with gentle murmur glides, To wrong my friend, I shall be much forsworn; Thou know'st, being stoppid, impatiently doth And even that power, which gave me first my oath,

rage; Prorokes me to this threefold perjury.

But, when his fair course is not hindered, Love bade me swear, and love bids me forswear: He makes sweet music with the enamelld stoncs, O sweet-suggesting' love, if thou hast sinn'd, Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge Teach me, thy tempted subject, to excuse it. He overtaketh in his pilgrimage; At first I did adore a twinkling star,

And so by many winding nooks he strays, But now I worship a celestial sun.

With willing sport, to the wild ocean. Unhecdful vows may heedfully be broken; Then let me go, and hinder not my course: And he wants wit, that wants resolved will I'll be as patient as a gentle stream, To learn his wit to exchange the bad for better.–And make a pastime of cach weary step, l'ie, fie, unreverend tongue! to call her bad, Till the last step have brought me to my love i Whose sovereignty so oft thou hast preferr'd And there I'll rest, as, after much turmoil, With twenty thousand soul-confirming oaths. A blessed soul doth in Elysium. I cannot leave to love, and yet I do;

Luc. But in what habit will you go along? But there I leave to love, where I should love. Jul. Not like a woman; for I would prevent Julia I lose, and Valentine I lose;

The loose encounters of lascivious men: If I keep them, I needs must lose mysell; Gentle Lucetta, fit me with such weeds If I lose them, thus find I by their loss,

As may beseem some well-reputed page. For Valentine, myself; for Julia, Silvia.

Luc. Why then your ladyship must cut your I to myself am dearer than a friend;

hair. For love is still more precious in itself;

Jul. No, girl; I'll knit it up in silken strings, And Silvia, witness heaven, that made her fair! With twenty odd-conceited true-love knots : Shows Julia but a swarthy Ethiope.

To be fantastic may become a youth I will forget that Julia is alive,

Of greater time than I shall show to be. Rememb'ring that my love to her is dead;

Luc. What fashion, madam, shall I make your And Valentine I'll hold an enemy,

breeches? Aiming at Silvia as a sweeter friend.

Jul. That fits as well, as—'tell me, good my I cannot now prove constant to myself,

lord, Without some treachery used to Valentine :- What compass will you wear your farthingale ?' This night he meaneth with a corded ladder Why, even that fashion thou best lik'st, Lucetta. To climb celestial Silvia's chamber-window; Luc. You must needs have them with a cod. Myself in counsel, his competitor :?

piece, madam. Now presently I'll give her father notice

Jul. Out, out, Lucetta ! that will bo ill-favour'd, Of their disguising, and pretended: flight;

Lac. A round hose, madam, now's not worth a Who, all enrag'd, will banish Valentine;

pin, For Thurio, he intends, shall wed his daughter: Unless you have a cod-piece to stick pins on. But, Valentine being gone, I'!! quickly cross, Jul. Lucetta, as thou lov'st me, let me have By some sly trick, blunt Thurio's dull proceeding. What thou think'st meet, and is most mannerly: Love, lend me wings to make my purpose swift, But tell me, wench, how will the world repute me, As thou hast lent me wit to plot this drift! (Exit. For undertaking so unstaid a journey ?

I fear me, it will make me scandaliz'd. SCENE VII.-Verona. A room in Julia's Luc. If you think so, then stay at home, and go house. Enter Julia and Lucetta.


Jul, Nay, that I will not.
Jud. Counsel, Lucetta; gentle girl, assist me! Luc. Then never dream on infamy, but go.
And, even in kind love, I'do conjure thee, If Proteus like your journey, when you come,
Who art the table wherein all my thoughts No matter who's displeas'd, when you are gone :
Are visibly character'd and engrav'd, -

I fear me, he will scarce be pleas'd withal.
To lesson me: and tell me some good mean, Ju. That is the least, Lucetta, of my fear:
How, with my honour, I may undertake

A thousand oaths, an ocean of his tears,
A journey to my joving Proteus.

And instances as infinite of love,
Luc. Alas! the way is wearisome and long.

Warrant me welcome to my Proteus.
Jul. A true-devoted pilgrim is not weary
To measure kingdoms with his feeble steps ;

Luc. All these are servants to deceitful men.
Much less shall she, that hath love's wings to fly ; Jul. Base men, that use them to so base effect!
And when the night is made to one so dear, But truer stars did govern Proteus' birth;
Of such divine perfection, as sir Proteus,

His words are bonds, his oaths are oracles
Lue. Better forbear, till Proteus make return. His love sincere, his thoughts immaculate;
Jul. O, know'st thou not, his looks are my soul's His tears, pure messengers sent from his heart :
food ?

His heart as far from fraud, as heaven from earth. Pity the dearth that I have pined in,

Luc. Pray heaven, he prove so, when you come By longing for that food so long a time.

to him! Didst thou but know the inly touch of love,

Ju. Now, as thou lov'st me, do him not that Thou would'st as soon go kindle fire with snow,

wrong, As seek to quench the fire of love with words. To bear a hard opinion of his truth: (1) Tempting, (2) Confederate. (3) Intended.] (4) Closest, (5) Troubles

[ocr errors]
« PředchozíPokračovat »