O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what weep you, when you...
The Plays of William Shakespeare ...: With the Corrections and Illustrations ... - 79. oldal
szerző: William Shakespeare - 1809
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