The Works of Shakespeare, Ausgabe 10 |
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You know my father hath no child but I , nor none is like to have : and , truly , when he dies , thou shalt be his heir ; for what he hath taken away from thy father perforce , I will render thee again in affection ; by mine honour ...
You know my father hath no child but I , nor none is like to have : and , truly , when he dies , thou shalt be his heir ; for what he hath taken away from thy father perforce , I will render thee again in affection ; by mine honour ...
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Pr'ythee , be cheerful : know'st thou not the Duke Hath banish'd me , his daughter ? Ros . That he hath not . CEL . No ? hath not ? Rosalind lacks , then , the love Which teacheth me that she and I am one ! Shall we be sunder'd ? shall ...
Pr'ythee , be cheerful : know'st thou not the Duke Hath banish'd me , his daughter ? Ros . That he hath not . CEL . No ? hath not ? Rosalind lacks , then , the love Which teacheth me that she and I am one ! Shall we be sunder'd ? shall ...
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Good morrow , Fool , quoth I. No , Sir , quoth he , Call me not fool till Heaven hath sent me fortune . And then he drew a dial from his poke , And , looking on it with lack - lustre eye , Says very wisely , It is ten o'clock : Thus we ...
Good morrow , Fool , quoth I. No , Sir , quoth he , Call me not fool till Heaven hath sent me fortune . And then he drew a dial from his poke , And , looking on it with lack - lustre eye , Says very wisely , It is ten o'clock : Thus we ...
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