Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forc'd me Out of thy honest truth to play the woman. Let 's dry our eyes : and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And, — when I am forgotten, as I shall be ; And sleep in dull cold... Knight's Cabinet edition of the works of William Shakspere - Pagina 81 di William Shakespeare - 1843 Visualizzazione completa -
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