The Dramatic Works of William ShakespeareG. Routledge, 1866 - 960 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 565
... Rich . Well , but what is't o'clock ? Buck . Of ten . K. Rich . Well , let it strike . Buck . Upon the stroke Why , let it strike ? K. Rich . Because that , like a Jack , thou keep'st the stroke Betwixt thy begging and my meditation . I ...
... Rich . Well , but what is't o'clock ? Buck . Of ten . K. Rich . Well , let it strike . Buck . Upon the stroke Why , let it strike ? K. Rich . Because that , like a Jack , thou keep'st the stroke Betwixt thy begging and my meditation . I ...
الصفحة 569
... Rich . My father's death , — Q. Eliz . Thy life hath that dishonour'd . K. Rich . Then , by myself , - Q. Eliz . Thyself is self - mis - us'd . K. Rich . Why then , by God , - Q. Eliz . God's wrong is most of all . If thou had'st fear'd ...
... Rich . My father's death , — Q. Eliz . Thy life hath that dishonour'd . K. Rich . Then , by myself , - Q. Eliz . Thyself is self - mis - us'd . K. Rich . Why then , by God , - Q. Eliz . God's wrong is most of all . If thou had'st fear'd ...
الصفحة 571
... Rich . Here pitch our tents , even here in Bosworth field.- My lord of Surrey , why look you so sad ? Sur . My heart is ten times lighter than my looks . K. Rich . My lord of Norfolk , - Nor . Here , most gracious liege . K. Rich ...
... Rich . Here pitch our tents , even here in Bosworth field.- My lord of Surrey , why look you so sad ? Sur . My heart is ten times lighter than my looks . K. Rich . My lord of Norfolk , - Nor . Here , most gracious liege . K. Rich ...
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