Geoffrey ChaucerGeorge Bagshawe Harrison Harcourt, Brace, 1954 |
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Sivu 121
... tell . Again he askt , where that same knight was layd , Whom great Orgoglio with his puissaunce fell Had made his caytive thrall : againe , he sayde , He could not tell ; ne ever other answere made . 33 Then asked he , which way he in ...
... tell . Again he askt , where that same knight was layd , Whom great Orgoglio with his puissaunce fell Had made his caytive thrall : againe , he sayde , He could not tell ; ne ever other answere made . 33 Then asked he , which way he in ...
Sivu 280
... tell that ? Every fool can tell that . It was that very day that young Hamlet was born , he that is mad , and sent into England . 164 HAML . Aye , marry , why was he sent into England ? I. CLO . Why , because a ' was mad . A ' shall ...
... tell that ? Every fool can tell that . It was that very day that young Hamlet was born , he that is mad , and sent into England . 164 HAML . Aye , marry , why was he sent into England ? I. CLO . Why , because a ' was mad . A ' shall ...
Sivu 286
... tell you - But let it be . Horatio , I am dead , Thou livest . Report me and my cause aright To the unsatisfied . ° HOR . Never believe it . I am more an antique Roman ° than a Dane . Here's yet some liquor left . HAML . cup . As thou ...
... tell you - But let it be . Horatio , I am dead , Thou livest . Report me and my cause aright To the unsatisfied . ° HOR . Never believe it . I am more an antique Roman ° than a Dane . Here's yet some liquor left . HAML . cup . As thou ...
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