And, till she come, as truly as to heaven [ do confess the vices of my blood, So justly to your grave ears I a#39;11 present How I did ... To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart That I would all my pilgrimage dilate, Whereof by parcels she had something heard, But not intentively. ... I think this tale would win my daughter too .
|Title||:||The complete works of Shakspere, with a memoir, and essay, by Barry Cornwall. Historical and critical studies of Shakspere's text [&c.] by R.G. White, R.H. Horne, and other writers|
|Author||:||William Shakespeare, Bryan Waller Procter|