Now, my co-mates, and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp ? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, The seasons' difference ; as, the... Merchant of Venice. As you like it. All's well that ends well. Taming of the ... - Page 125 by William Shakespeare - 1811 Full view -
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