Copeland's Treasury for Booklovers: A Panorama of English and American Poetry and Prose from the Earliest Times to the Present, Volume 1 |
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Page 116
Good gentlemen , he hath much talk'd of you ; And sure I am two men there are not living To whom he more adheres . If it will please you To show us so much gentry and good will As to expend your time with us a while For the supply and ...
Good gentlemen , he hath much talk'd of you ; And sure I am two men there are not living To whom he more adheres . If it will please you To show us so much gentry and good will As to expend your time with us a while For the supply and ...
Page 243
As much frightened as you think me , and , to be sure , nobody can help some fears . I would not be in so bad a condition as what's his name , squire Hamlet , is there , for all the world . Bless me ! what's become of the spirit ?
As much frightened as you think me , and , to be sure , nobody can help some fears . I would not be in so bad a condition as what's his name , squire Hamlet , is there , for all the world . Bless me ! what's become of the spirit ?
Page 294
—to be sure they may ; and , egad , serve your best thoughts as gypsies do stolen children , disfigure them to make ' em pass for their own . Sneer . But your present work is a sacrifice to Melpomene , and he , you know , neverSir Fret ...
—to be sure they may ; and , egad , serve your best thoughts as gypsies do stolen children , disfigure them to make ' em pass for their own . Sneer . But your present work is a sacrifice to Melpomene , and he , you know , neverSir Fret ...
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