Now all is done, have what shall have no end! Mine appetite I never more will grind On newer proof, to try an older friend, A god in love, to whom I am confined. Then give me welcome, next my heaven the best, Even to thy pure and most most loving breast.
Shakspeare's dramatic art: and his relation to Calderon and Goethe, tr. [by ... - Strana 106
autor/autoři: Hermann Ulrici - 1846 - 554 str.
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