Notes and Emendations to the Text of Shakespeare's Plays: From Early Manuscript Corrections in a Copy of the Folio, 1632, in the Possession of J. Payne Collier ...

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Whittaker and Company, 1853 - Literary forgeries and mystifications - 512 pages
 

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