Richard III 7.7分
读书笔记 4.1
伊拉塞玛
Methought I had; and often did I strive
To yield the ghost, but still the envious flood
Stopped in my soul and would not let it forth
To find the empty, vast, and wand'ring air,
But smothered it within my panting bulk,
Who almost burst to belch it in the sea.
(1.4.36-41)
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