The Tempest by William Shakespeare
page 39 of 130 (30%)
page 39 of 130 (30%)
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GONZALO. Sir,-- SEBASTIAN. One: tell. GONZALO. When every grief is entertain'd that's offer'd, Comes to the entertainer-- SEBASTIAN. A dollar. GONZALO. Dolour comes to him, indeed: you have spoken truer than you purposed. SEBASTIAN. You have taken it wiselier than I meant you should. GONZALO. Therefore, my lord,-- ANTONIO. Fie, what a spendthrift is he of his tongue! ALONSO. I prithee, spare. |
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