Geoffrey ChaucerGeorge Bagshawe Harrison Harcourt, Brace, 1954 |
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Tulokset 1 - 3 kokonaismäärästä 94
Sivu 218
... comes me cranking in , ° And cuts me from the best of all my land A huge half - moon , a monstrous cantle out . I'll have the current in this place dammed up , And here the smug ° and silver Trent shall run In a new channel , fair and ...
... comes me cranking in , ° And cuts me from the best of all my land A huge half - moon , a monstrous cantle out . I'll have the current in this place dammed up , And here the smug ° and silver Trent shall run In a new channel , fair and ...
Sivu 225
... come from your father . HOT . Letters from him ! Why comes he not him- self ? MESS . He cannot come , my lord , he is grievous sick . HOT . ' Zounds ! How has he the leisure to be sick In such a justling time ? Who leads his power ...
... come from your father . HOT . Letters from him ! Why comes he not him- self ? MESS . He cannot come , my lord , he is grievous sick . HOT . ' Zounds ! How has he the leisure to be sick In such a justling time ? Who leads his power ...
Sivu 255
... come to them , for they say an old man is twice a child . HAML . I will prophesy he comes to tell me of the players , mark it . You say right , sir . O ' Monday morning , ' twas so indeed . POL . My lord , I have news to tell you . 407 ...
... come to them , for they say an old man is twice a child . HAML . I will prophesy he comes to tell me of the players , mark it . You say right , sir . O ' Monday morning , ' twas so indeed . POL . My lord , I have news to tell you . 407 ...
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