 | Maurice Charney - 1993 - 446 páginas
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 | William Shakespeare - 1994 - 884 páginas
...itself awakes? Canst thou, O partial sleep, give thy repose To the wet sea-son in an hour so rude, And in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, 30 Deny it to a king? Then happy low, lie down! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown. Enter Warwick... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1995 - 136 páginas
...itself awakes? Canst thou, O partial sleep, give thy repose To the wet sea-son in an hour so rude, And in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, 29 30 Act 3, Sc. 1 Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more, Or close the wall up with our... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1996 - 1290 páginas
...awakes? — Clanr.y thou, О partial sleep, give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude; caster: To this we swore our aid. But in short space It rain'd down Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown. Enter WARWICK and SURREY. WARWICK. Many good morrows to your... | |
 | Harry Berger, Peter Erickson - 1997 - 532 páginas
...death itself wakes? Canst thou, O partial sleep, give thy repose To the wet sea-son in an hour so rude, And in the calmest and most stillest night, With all...boot Deny it to a king? Then happy low, lie down! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown. (4-31) This is a highly troped apostrophe that reads and sounds... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1998 - 308 páginas
...itself awakes ? 25 Canst thou, 0 partial sleep, give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude, And in the calmest and most stillest night, With all...boot, Deny it to a king ? Then happy low, lie down. 30 Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown. Enter the Earls of Warwick and Surrey WARWICK Many good... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1979 - 2402 páginas
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 | Ella Adelia Fletcher - 1998 - 588 páginas
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Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deaf'ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an... 
