100 słynnych monologówWydawn. Znak, 1996 - 268 halaman |
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Halaman 34
... lives . My mother weeping , my father wailing , my sister crying , our maid howling , our cat wringing her hands , and all our house in a great perplexity , yet did not this cruelhearted cur shed one tear . He is a stone , a very pebble ...
... lives . My mother weeping , my father wailing , my sister crying , our maid howling , our cat wringing her hands , and all our house in a great perplexity , yet did not this cruelhearted cur shed one tear . He is a stone , a very pebble ...
Halaman 60
... lives , and all are Bolingbroke's , And nothing can we call our own but death And that small model of the barren earth ... live with bread like you , feel want , taste grief , Need friends . Subjected thus , How can you say to me I am a ...
... lives , and all are Bolingbroke's , And nothing can we call our own but death And that small model of the barren earth ... live with bread like you , feel want , taste grief , Need friends . Subjected thus , How can you say to me I am a ...
Halaman 108
... live , The fewer men , the greater share of honor . God's will ! I pray thee wish not one man more . By Jove , I am not covetous for gold , Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost ; It yearns me not if men my garments wear ; Such outward ...
... live , The fewer men , the greater share of honor . God's will ! I pray thee wish not one man more . By Jove , I am not covetous for gold , Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost ; It yearns me not if men my garments wear ; Such outward ...
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Now whilst your purpled hands do reek and smoke | 122 |
Sweet are the uses of adversity | 132 |
commend my yellow stockings | 138 |
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