Remember thee? Ay, thou poor ghost, while memory holds a seat In this distracted globe. Remember thee? Yea, from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past, That youth and observation... The Plays of William Shakespeare : Accurately Printed from the Text of the ... - Стр. 159 авторы: William Shakespeare - 1805 Полный просмотр -
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