Why have my sisters husbands, if they say They love you all? Haply, when I shall wed, That lord whose hand must take my plight shall carry Half my love with him, half my care and duty. Sure I shall never marry like my sisters, To love my father all. The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare: With a Life - Sida 2 efter William Shakespeare - 1828 Obegränsad förhandsgranskning -
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