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 Come you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty! make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse, That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose,...  The Works of Shakespeare - Página 453 por William Shakespeare - 1864 Visualização integral -
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