Alas ! poor Yorick. I knew him, Horatio ; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy ; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed... Romeo and Juliet. Hamlet. Othello - Seite 322 von William Shakespeare - 1826 Vollansicht -
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