The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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| Назва | The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. Том 6 з серії The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer], sir Thomas Hanmer (4th bart) |
| Автор | William Shakespeare |
| Редактор | sir Thomas Hanmer (4th bart) |
| Опубліковано | 1747 |
| Оригінал із | Оксфордський університет |
| Оцифровано | 3 лип. 2007 |
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