| 1865 - 608 էջ
...tired of Plato, and Pope disgusted with Bolingbroke, and Lamb heartily sick of Coleridge. But I could send her to the seaside for change of air, or pack...her to become a nuisance." The great clock in the stable -tower struck two while Sir Jasper and the widow still loitered on the terrace ; and Marcia... | |
| 56 էջ
...me. No, don't look big, or stamp, or stare, or fret; I will be master of what is mine own. You are my goods, my chattels, my house, My household stuff, my field, my barn, My horse, my ox, my ass, my anything. (To GUESTS j And there she stands, all mine. Touch her any one... | |
| 56 էջ
...me. No, don't look big, or stamp, or stare, or fret; I will be master of what is mine own. You are my goods, my chattels, my house, My household stuff, my field, my barn, My horse, my ox, my ass, my anything. (TO GUESTS) And there she stands, all mine. Touch her any one... | |
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