The effect, and it. Come to .my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife...
The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: Winter's tale. Comedy of errors ... - Page 230
by William Shakespeare - 1826
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