The Works of Ben Jonson with Notes Critical and Explanatory, and a Biographical MemoirChatto and Windus, 1885 |
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1.–3. rezultāts no 84.
320. lappuse
... hath seized on him in the shape of sleep . Pick . He hath been dead to us almost this hour . P. sen . This hour ! P. Can . A madrigal on sack ! Pick . Or rather an elegy , for the sack is gone . Pec . Why do you this , sir ? spill the ...
... hath seized on him in the shape of sleep . Pick . He hath been dead to us almost this hour . P. sen . This hour ! P. Can . A madrigal on sack ! Pick . Or rather an elegy , for the sack is gone . Pec . Why do you this , sir ? spill the ...
454. lappuse
... hath time and leisure To ask his Awdrey how she does , and hear A grateful answer from her . She not speaks.- Hath the proud tyrant Frost usurped the seat Of former beauty in my love's fair cheek ; Staining the roseate tincture of her ...
... hath time and leisure To ask his Awdrey how she does , and hear A grateful answer from her . She not speaks.- Hath the proud tyrant Frost usurped the seat Of former beauty in my love's fair cheek ; Staining the roseate tincture of her ...
458. lappuse
... hath lost , he hath lost- Türfe . For luck sake speak , Puppy , what hath he lost ? Pup . Oh Awdrey , Awdrey , Awdrey ! Dame T. What of my daughter Awdrey ? Pup . I tell you , Awdrey - do you under- stand me ? Awdrey , sweet master ...
... hath lost , he hath lost- Türfe . For luck sake speak , Puppy , what hath he lost ? Pup . Oh Awdrey , Awdrey , Awdrey ! Dame T. What of my daughter Awdrey ? Pup . I tell you , Awdrey - do you under- stand me ? Awdrey , sweet master ...
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