| William Shakespeare - 1847 - 872 trang
...give it thee again ; And yet I wish but for the thing I have. My bounty is as boundless as the sea, s same villain send To heaven. Why, [Nurse calls within. I hear some noise within : dear love, adieu ! — Anon, good nurse! — Sweet... | |
| Robert Chambers - 1847 - 712 trang
...give it thee again. And yet I wish but for the thing I have : My bounty is as boundless as the sea, de the fP 1 have, for both are infinite. I hear some noise within. Dear love, adieu 1 [A'urse ealli within. Anon,... | |
| 1849 - 594 trang
[ Xin lỗi, nội dung trang này bị giới hạn ] | |
| Robert Chambers - 1850 - 710 trang
...give it thee again. And yet I wish but for the thing I have : My bounty is as boundless as the sea, C yQ v j c XU* > \` w} X 3^ B { = 1 have, for both are infinite. I hear some noise within. Dear love, adieu ! | .Yiv..v callt within.... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1851 - 656 trang
...give it thee again. And yet I wish but for the thing I have : My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep ; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite. I hear some noise within ; Dear love, adieu ! Anon, good nurse ! — Sweet Montague, be true. Stay but a little,... | |
| Arethusa Hall - 1851 - 422 trang
...give it thee again. And yet, I wish but for the thing I have; My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite. I hear some noise within. Dear love, adieu! • (Nurse calls within.) Anon, good nurse ! — sweet Montague,... | |
| Abraham Mills - 1851 - 594 trang
...give it thee again. And yet I wish but for the thing I have: My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite. I hear some noise within. Dear love, adieu ! [Nurse calls within.] Anon, good nnrse! Sweet Montague, be true.... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1851 - 532 trang
...give it thee again. And yet I wish but for the thing I have. My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep ; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite. [Nurse calls within. I hear some noise within ; dear love, adieu ! Anon, good nurse !— Sweet Montague,... | |
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