The works of William Shakespeare, the text formed from an entirely new collation of the old editions, with notes [&c.] by J.P. Collier. [With] Notes and emendations to the text of Shakespeare's plays, Том 8 |
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... Payne Collier. CONTENTS . ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA PAGE 1 CYMBELINE · PERICLES POEMS - VENUS AND ADONIS LUCRECE SONNETS 133 263 367 409 · 469 A LOVER'S COMPLAINT 545 THE PASSIONATE PILGRIM 557 ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA . VOL . VIII . B "
... Payne Collier. CONTENTS . ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA PAGE 1 CYMBELINE · PERICLES POEMS - VENUS AND ADONIS LUCRECE SONNETS 133 263 367 409 · 469 A LOVER'S COMPLAINT 545 THE PASSIONATE PILGRIM 557 ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA . VOL . VIII . B "
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William Shakespeare John Payne Collier. ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA . VOL . VIII . B " The Tragedie of Anthonie and Cleopatra " occupies twenty.
William Shakespeare John Payne Collier. ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA . VOL . VIII . B " The Tragedie of Anthonie and Cleopatra " occupies twenty.
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... Cleopatra " was ever performed , and when in Act v . sc . 2 , the heroine anticipates that " some squeaking Cleopatra " will " boy her greatness " on the stage , Shakespeare seems to hint that no young male performer would be able to ...
... Cleopatra " was ever performed , and when in Act v . sc . 2 , the heroine anticipates that " some squeaking Cleopatra " will " boy her greatness " on the stage , Shakespeare seems to hint that no young male performer would be able to ...
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... Cleopatra . A Soothsayer . A Clown . CLEOPATRA , Queen of Egypt . OCTAVIA , Sister to Cæsar , and Wife to Antony . CHARMIAN , IRAS , } Attendants on Cleopatra . Officers , Soldiers , Messengers , and other Attendants . SCENE , in ...
... Cleopatra . A Soothsayer . A Clown . CLEOPATRA , Queen of Egypt . OCTAVIA , Sister to Cæsar , and Wife to Antony . CHARMIAN , IRAS , } Attendants on Cleopatra . Officers , Soldiers , Messengers , and other Attendants . SCENE , in ...
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William Shakespeare John Payne Collier. ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA . ACT I. SCENE I. Alexandria . A Room in CLEOPATRA'S Palace . Enter DEMETRIUS and PHILO . Phi . Nay , but this dotage of our general's O'erflows the measure : those his goodly ...
William Shakespeare John Payne Collier. ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA . ACT I. SCENE I. Alexandria . A Room in CLEOPATRA'S Palace . Enter DEMETRIUS and PHILO . Phi . Nay , but this dotage of our general's O'erflows the measure : those his goodly ...
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