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Wysłany: Pią 0:09, 11 Lut 2011 Temat postu: KING. Farewell
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OSALINE. Not one word moremy maids; break offbreak off.
BEROWNE. By heavenall dry-beaten with pure scoff [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]! KING. Farewell
mad wenches; you have simple wits. Exeunt KINGLORDSand
BLACKAMOORS PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Twenty adieusmy frozen
Muscovits. Are these the breed of wits so wondered at? BOYET. Tapers
they arewith your sweet breaths puff'd out. ROSALINE. Well-liking wits
they have; grossgross; fatfat. PRINCESS OF FRANCE. O poverty in
witkingly-poor flout! Will they notthink youhang themselves to-night?
Or ever but in vizards show their faces? This pert Berowne was out of
count'nance quite. ROSALINE. They were all in lamentable cases [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]! The
King was weeping-ripe for a good word. PRINCESS OF FRANCE.
Berowne did swear himself out of all suit. MARIA. Dumain was at my
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serviceand his sword. 'No point' quoth I; my servant straight was mute.
KATHARINE. Lord Longaville said I came o'er his heart; And trow you
what he call'd me? PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Qualmperhaps.
KATHARINE. Yesin good faith. PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Gosickness
as thou art [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]! ROSALINE. Wellbetter wits have worn plain statute-caps.
But will you hear? The King is my love sworn. PRINCESS OF FRANCE.
And quick Berowne hayilai:
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t of Wildfell Hall
Anne Bront
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