Works, Containing His Plays and Poems: To which is Added a Glossary, Volume 3G.G. & J. Robinson, R. Faulder, B. & J. White, J. Edwards, T. Payne, Jun. J. Walker, & J. Anderson, 1797 |
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Can't thou , O partial fleep ! give thy repose To the wet feaboy in an hour fo rude ; And , in the calmest and most stillest night , With all appliances and means to boot , Deny it to a king ? Then , happy low , lie down !
Can't thou , O partial fleep ! give thy repose To the wet feaboy in an hour fo rude ; And , in the calmest and most stillest night , With all appliances and means to boot , Deny it to a king ? Then , happy low , lie down !
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| Title | Works, Containing His Plays and Poems: To which is Added a Glossary, Volume 3 Works, Containing His Plays and Poems: To which is Added a Glossary, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Publisher | G.G. & J. Robinson, R. Faulder, B. & J. White, J. Edwards, T. Payne, Jun. J. Walker, & J. Anderson, 1797 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 28 Dec 2006 |
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