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 He was perfumed like a milliner, And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose and took't away again; Who therewith angry, when it next came there, Took it in snuff...  The plays of Shakespeare, from the text of S. Johnson, with the prefaces ... - Seite 390 von William Shakespeare - 1771 Vollansicht -
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